Dangerous Evans (Imagine Version)

Twelve.

After one of the best meals you've ever had and a drive around London, which was absolutely beautiful, you were now making your way back to Tristan's place. Your body is filled with nerves from head to toe as you fully realise what you've just committed to; for a whole month you are going to be in the company of the guy that you know could ruin everything you've worked for up to now, and not just your grades and recent diploma, but also the walls that you'd spent so much time building after they bulldozed by your ex 2 years ago.

"Nearly there" Tristan saya sofly, snapping you out of your daze. It's only when you turn around to look at him that your heart starts to slow down. You lay with your cheek pressed against the headrest and trace every inch of face with your eyes. Even though you were travelling over 100mph, nothing was capturing your gaze but him. He was so beautifully created, so how did he end up getting such an ugly name for himself?

"I can feel your eyes burning me" he laughed.

"Sorry" you mumble, turning your head back around so he couldn't see you getting embarassed.