The One

The One (10)

A/N: This chapter is dedicated to one of my besties out there. You'll know who you are after reading this chapter. (Clue: It's got to do with the rock-paper-scissors)

~Felicia~

I grinned to myself as I was getting ready to go out to eat.

I saw another side of Steve today. And I'm probably one of the only few privileged people to see it.

I changed into an oversized loose shirt with a tank top underneath, paired with skinny jeans. I french braided my hair and applied the tiniest bit of makeup. I wore a pair of ear studs and a really cool wristband from Maxine. I put on a pair of strappy heels before stepping out of the room.

Steve was leaning casually against his room door, already prepared to go out. He was wearing a navy blue V-neck with a blazer over and jeans. He looked hotter and sexier than ever. I knew I was blushing.

He gasped when he saw me and I grinned at him. I twirled around for his inspection.

"How is it, Prince Charming? Do I look good?" I teased.

He smirked. "You look absolutely gorgeous tonight. Everyone's going to be so jealous of me."

I blushed even harder.

He smirked again. "C'mon, where do you wanna eat?"

I grinned at him. "We'll decide using rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wins get to choose."

He grinned back at me. "Fine by me. That sounds fair enough."

He smiled cockily. "Rock, paper, scissors!" he said.

He threw a scissors. I threw a paper. He won.

"I won! I get to decide. Hmm... I know where to take you," he said, smiling mysteriously at me.

"Where?" I asked curiously.

He put his fingers to his lips and smiled mysteriously again, refusing to say anything.

We walked to his car. "Hop in," he smiled, holding the car door open for me. I smiled back and entered his car.

His car smelled nice and to my surprise, it was quite clean and tidy. I half expected to see some inappropriate magazines lying around.

Steve entered the car a few moments later. "Don't forget your seatbelt," he reminded with a wink. The moment I fastened my seatbelt, he sped off, driving at an insane speed.

"Oh my gosh, for goodness sake, slow down! At this rate we're gonna get into an accident!" I thundered.

"Hmm? What did you say?" he asked, looking at me.

I got lost momentarily in his green eyes.

Suddenly, he braked sharply. The traffic light had turned red. My head jerked forward.

"Keep your eyes on the road!" I shrieked. "I don't wanna die like this," I said.

For some strange reason, Steve started to laugh. Oh goodness me. What the hell was wrong with this guy?

"Erm, Steve? Helloooo?" I waved my hand in his face. He ignored me and continued laughing.

"Steve, I'm sorry, I take that back. I shouldn't have freaked out. Stop acting so weird. You're scaring me!" I said.

He laughed even harder, if that was even possible. His body was shaking violently from laughter. He looked so desirable that I couldn't resist the urge to reach out my hand and run my fingers through his hair.

The moment my fingers came into contact with his hair, by some sort of magic, he stopped laughing and looked at me.

He leaned closer towards me. I had a panicky feeling that he was going to kiss me. His breath brushed against my lips. I closed my eyes in anticipation. I counted down slowly.