I was on my way again, to somewhere i did not know as well. I wanted to go somewhere next, the ocean embraces me with such bittersweet memories and flashbacks. I kind of hate it but love it at the same time. Suddenly i hear a loud honking sound. I noticed that i almost got hit by a car.
Why didn't you do it??
Was all i could ask myself. I was staring into blue eyes, reminding me once again of the ocean. I analyze his face. His wonderful good-looking face. He had tanned skin, was definitely taller than me, toned and muscular body. His hair was dark brown, complimenting his skin color. His structured and defined jawline, it looked contoured. And lastly, his lips.
His lips plump and full. They look warm and big. He suddenly lifted me off of the ground flexing his muscles as he lifted me up easily with his arms by the waist. He looked so concerned and worried. But there was something else in his eyes that i couldn't read. They were too deep and hidden.
"m-miss are you okay? Oh my god i'm so stupid i'm so sorry i didn't notice you because it was so dark outside oh my god are you hurt? Do you need to me to take you to the hos-" i stop him.
"uhm, hey. listen, i'm not hurt and don't blame yourself fully. It was an accident, and i didn't get hurt, it was also my fault for not looking at where i was crossing. Please calm down goodness gracious" i commented. He seemed to calm down and he nodded with a shy smile apologising for speaking too fast. His smile was perfect too. I don't think this boy has any flaws. Good for him, we're the exact opposite.
I decline for the nth time.
"Gray, i really don't need for you to drop me to my home. I can go by myself. And also, i don't want to go home." i said the last sentence as a whisper. He looked at me as he kept his hand in the steering wheel.
"No, i insist. And i understand if you don't want to go home. But, why? I mean, if it's too personal then you don't have to tell me." he asked in curiousity. I gulped. Should i tell him? Ugh i hate this. Well, he seems trustworthy and nice, and as i promised myself, i'll live my life to the fullest. Besides, i only have a month to live anyways.
"well, it's actually a long story. But to summarize it up, i hate the woman at home because she keeps nagging at me and i hate hearing her voice it makes me want to kill myself." i say truthfully. He notices my tone was not joking but serious. He nodded and kept quiet. We stayed like that and it made me feel comfortable until he broke the silence.
"By 'woman' do you mean your mom?" there you go. The question i dread the most. I shook my head probably too fast. "she isn't my mom. She will never be my mom" i said firmly to state my point. He nodded and shut up this time.
"So....where'd you wanna go?" he asked with a cheeky smile. I couldn't help myself but smile. I enjoy his company and how he respects me but still makes me happy. I haven't been like this in so long.
"i actually don't know, hahaha. Wherever you want to go, i guess." i said. He seemed to be thinking about something as he made a beat by tapping the steering wheel with his hand.
"oh! I know exactly where to take you." he said with enthusiasm on his mischievious smile. I roll my eyes playfully at him and chuckle.
-And for once being clueless wasn't my weakness.
