“Straight home you better not even make one small little stop anywhere.” Jasmine ordered Zayn right when he stepped into the driver’s seat.
“Fine, I promise no stops anywhere.” He grabbed his GPS and made her put her address in it. She easily used the touch screen to push in the letters than handed it back to him to let him do what he liked with it. Once it was all positioned he started the car and headed to the freeway. Jasmine pulled her I-pod out of her candy bag and plugged the earphones in.
“Why don’t you just turn on the car radio…” Zayn asked her keeping his eyes on the road.
“I like the songs on my I-pod.” She shot back at him. He shook his head then pulled on a wire that was next to him and handed it to her.
“Plug in your I-pod. I want to listen to.”
“You won’t like my music.” She dejected him not even taking the cord from his hand.
“No I won’t I promise.” He continued trying to hand her the plug but she wouldn’t take it so he averted his eyes from the road and she freaked.
“Fine! Give me this, but keep your eyes straight ahead. I don’t want to die just yet.” She yelled at him snatching it from his hand. Zayn smirked, he finally got his way once.
Jasmine plugged in her I-pod and slowly put the volume up on the car player. She pressed play on her I-pod and waited for the song to continue. Placing it down in the cup holder area she sat back in her seat closing her eyes. No she wasn’t going to sleep…she was just trying to get the lyrics down for that song. It was a new addition to her I-pod and she really like the beat of it.
He put it on me, I put it on,
Like there was nothing wrong.
It didn't fit,
It wasn't right.
Wasn't just the size.
They say you know,
When you know.
I don't know.
Jasmine opened her eyes and looked at Zayn who was still focused on the road, “Are you going to change the song now?” She asked skeptical of his answer.
“Do you like the song?” Zayn asked her.
“There’s a reason why I have it on my I-pod genius.” Jasmine stated.
“Then I’m not changing it.” Zayn answered in the same soft tone as before. Jasmine sat back in her old position closing her eyes again.
I didn't feel the fairytale feeling, no.
Am I a stupid girl for even dreaming that I could?
“That part is super hard to sing.” Jasmine said referring to the high note in the word “dreaming”.
Zayn listened closely to the rest of the sentence, “Do you like to sing?”
“With my friends yea.” Jasmine said happily thinking of the four girls.
“I want to hear.” Zayn smiled pressing pause on the I-pod.
“I think you miss heard me.” Jasmine began politely. “I said with my friends.”
Zayn rolled his eyes but stayed quiet on that subject, “Want to put an upbeat song?” He asked her, “Or shall I?”
Jasmine looked at him like he was crazy again, “I told you before keep your eyes on the road!” She complained to him grabbing her I-pod and shuffling through her music, “Here.” She pouts placing it down as the next song began to play.
