things to do with elliott lahar:
•drive to los angeles with his mom's old avanza
•smoke
•sleep in a truck with him
•shave my head (or not, elliott's idea)
•go to random college party
•stay up, don't sleep for a night
•skinny dip naked in the lake
•steal food from the gas station
•tell him that i like him (or not, i'm a chicken)
•maybe i will get lost alone, without him
"d, you ready?"
"yeah, let's go."
getting inside the car with 50 dollars in my pocket, we were heading to los angeles late at night.
elliott got inside, turning to me with his jaws clenching. he smiles, dimples on his cheeks popped out that made him look even more adorable more than his normal bad boy look.
"thank you for coming."
"i've been dreaming to do this for ages."
"yeah, a good girl like you always has a wild dream. feisty."
"just drive the car." i replied and turned on the radio to listen to the dj's sleepy voice talking.
i yawned, elliott rolled down my window.
"midnight wind."
i chuckled softly, glancing at him to see his eyes were focused on the empty road. i closed my eyes, everything felt so right even i had school tomorrow.
"what if we never return here?"
"that's better."
"better."
"yes, better."
he had this small smile on his lips as we didn't speak for a while.
i stole a glance at him again before i relaxed my body in the seat, drifting off as he drove out of this small unknown town.
