The Cliché Cupid ||COMPLETED||✔

Chapter 4 - The Best Mistake That I've Ever Made.

I start hyperventilating. God! I need to go back to the petrol bunk.

Shit.

I should have never raced him. If anything happens to him I will never forgive myself, I am such an idiot.

Oh god please don't let him die. Never thought I'd ever say that.

I drive back to the petrol bunk at full speed probably breaking four or five rules but now is not the time.

As I reach there I see Ryder.

Standing.

With a smirk.

Drinking water.

And about to be killed by me in 0.00002 seconds.

I run towards him and he understands that he is in danger so he began running too.

After ten minutes of useless running I flip him off and head towards my car shaking with unshed tears.

How could he?

I thought that he had died?

As I am about to get in a pair of arms come around my waist and pull me back to a chest.

A very hard and good smelling chest if I may add. I began to wriggle my way out but the hold only tightens and I am forced to inhale the scent.

He has this citrus and minty smell that has me craving for more. I close my eyes and stand still he turns me around so now I am facing I bring my hands up to distance our bodies a bit but he only pulls me closer.

I look down to hide the blush gracing my cheeks but he has other plans and places a finger under my chin and pushes it up so now I look into his hypnotizing eyes.

We stare at each other for longer than acceptable and I clear my throat this seems to pull him out of his thoughts and he says, "I am really sorry, Rea. I didn't mean to scare you. Please forgive me."

I huff and look away. He cups my face and forces me to face him and does his puppy dog face that melts my heart but I remain still. And he began pleading,

" Please forgive me. Please. Please. I am so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sorry. Please please forgive me. Pweese."

I shake my head no. So he lets me go and gets down on both knees and joins his hands together and begins begging.

Literally.

He is too cute to stay mad at and that face. Argh. This is cheating. I sigh giving up.

He jumps and pulls me in for a tight hug and then proceeds to drag me to his car.

"What about my car?" I ask.

"My friend owns this place so you don't have to worry."

I nod.

We began driving and he heads in the opposite direction of what I was driving and I chuckle at my stupid behaviour a few minutes ago.

I turn on the radio and One Direction starts playing and I see Ryder humming along. I raise an eyebrow at him and he looks away clearly embarrassed.

"I.... Uh.... I... Cole made me listen to it. I swear I don't listen to this." he stutters. I laugh.

"Hey, I don't even know why you are embarrassed. I love them and it's no big deal of you like them too." I say assuring him.

Honestly I don't care who listens to what and this stereotype bullshit just frustrates me to no end. The bad boy, nerd, slut, jock and all the other labels they don't define you. Nobody does. It's your choices that make you who you are despite your colour, caste, race or money.

He smiles at me and I realised that I said this oh so motivating speech out loud.

I blush because I haven't always been the one to voice my opinion at all, I am more of a 'ignore it until it rots and dies' kind of a person.

He just chuckles at my crimson face and I huff and look away. He then looks ahead and drives, the​ music fills the silence and I hum along to them and when the beat goes down I shake my head like a crazed person and he doesn't bother, he just randomly butts in sometime and otherwise he concentrates on his driving.

We drove for about fifteen minutes and finally reached where we could find pizza. It was a cozy looking diner which was called 'Infinity and Beyond'.

Huh.

Guess he wasn't kidding at all. We went inside and sat in a booth in the far corner. After a few minutes a waiter came and gave us the menu, but Mr. Bad boy here had different plans, he gave the waiter back the menu and said, "A large pizza. Half mint half cheese. A large pepperoni pizza. A half Hawaiian and half Nutella. You want anything?" the last part looking at me.

My mouth was hung open. No way. Nobody could eat that much. Except me. I look at the waiter and order, "I would like a large cheese, a large Hawaiian and a large farmhouse with a side of fries."

The waiter nodded looked at us weirdly and then left. I turn to see Ryder with a look of shock, respect and worry.

" What?" I ask him.

"I thought you would order a salad."

I snort, "Pfft. What do you think I am? A rabbit. A girl needs to eat."

He laughs. Not his trademark chuckle but the full blown laugh which rings through the diner, and makes me smile along with him.

The waiter brought us our food and we dived right into it. After 20 minutes of continuous eating we finally finished. The waiter brought the bill and we both placed a fifty bill at the same time.

We had a staring contest to determine who would pay. The cold wind stung my eyes, and brought tears in my eyes but Ryder was totally fine his eyes were open and his face calm.

Fuck.

I am going to loose, so I look away and thrust the money in the writer's  hand and push Ryder away.

Ha.

I look to see Ryder's face full of rage. Uh oh. He pulls me outside and slams me to the nearest wall.

His face loomed above mine and my senses fogged with his scent. His heavy breathing and my heart rate were just examples of how much this proximity was affecting us equally.

My brain could no longer process what was happening. He leaned in. And I braced myself for what was to come. This is going to be the best mistake that I have ever made. But I am over excited and I don't know why.

He leaned in closer and I closed my eyes.

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Khushi.