Evans' POV:
We sit in comfortable silence as I drive. I slightly turn my head, seeing her staring at the view outside with the corner of my eyes.
Her beautiful eyes twinkle with expectations and the corner of her perfect-shape lips lift upward, forming a breathtaking smile. I sign quietly in satisfaction, can't help the smile that's forming on my face, too. Being with her just feels so... Right.
Even though we just met hours ago, I feel like I've known her for a long time. The moment like this could use some music, right? So I turn on the radio, let Don't Look Down blast though the speakers.
"I love this song!!!!" She turns back to look at me while grinning and basically yelling in excitement.
"Yeah? Me too." I chuckle, turning volume just a little bit louder and we sing with the song. I don't sing that much, but it's impossible to not to sing along with her. Her happiness influence, which make me join her silly yet extremely cute little movement as singing. The space fills with our laughter during the rest of the car ride to the stadium.
I park the car smoothly while putting my arm around the passenger seat. Cheesy, I know, but girls like it. It's not like I do it a lot, I just learn it from some cliche movies that Delirious made us watch with him. "Stay." I demand, turning off the engine before getting out of the car and then go around to open her side of the door. I turn my back to her and crouch after catching a glimpse of her blushing, I smirk, it actually work? Seems like all the damn times when delirious cried his eyes out on my shoulder weren't a total waste of time huh?
"This is so unnecessary, Evan. I can walk myself."
"And let me spend double time walking slowly with you when I could've just carried you and go warming up straight ahead? Hell no, don't complain, sweetie." I can feel her glaring the side of my face as I smile, walk to the familiar figures in a distance.
