🎶 I've been looking for a savior
I've been looking for a real
one to hold on to, I've been
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SAVIOR- IGGY AZALEA FT QUAVOAfter a few curves and turns we were approaching the restaurant. I sat up on my chair, getting ready to hop out.
But he just passed by the building.
"err-you've p-passed the place" I muttered to him.
"yeah, I know. I'm dropping you off at home" was his curt response and he continued driving without giving me a glance.
Maybe I really offended someone who just bought me dinner.
" Do y-you need my ad-ddress?" God why am I such a whimp.
" Not necessarily. I know where I'm headed" his words came out through slightly gritted teeth.
He knows where he's headed!!
I felt all the blood drain from my face.
I'm dead.
He turned to look at me and burst out laughing.
Why are humans so impeccable. what is so funny in murder!?
"Gosh Iris take it easy, I mean I know where you house is, no need to turn all blue"
"oh" I said then let out a really awkward laugh.
"sorry if I'm making you uncomfortable, I didn't mean to scare you"
I didn't dignify that with a response. I just faced my window once more to view my horrid image.
Our drive home was oddly silent and I had no idea I had fallen asleep till I felt a light tapping on my shoulder.
I turned to the direction of the impulse and opened my eyes by a fraction of an inch.
"Iris, you're home" Clement said as soon as he got my attention.
After stifling a yawn, I blinked a few times to adjust my blurred vision and saw my 'house'.
"thank you"
And I was shocked because that thank you didn't come from me.
It came from the guy who bought me an expensive dinner, the same one who I accused of trying to abuse me and this same guy brought me home.
And he's telling me thank you.
"uhm... are you okay?" I really needed to ask, maybe spending time with me has caused a few knots holding the brain together to loosen.
He just gave another vibrating laughter and I had the opportunity of observing his features again. This guy is really cute. How can someone be so pretty?. I'm a girl and I'm as hideous as the ground can be.
"I said thank you cause I mean it, you could have just walked away when I asked you to join me but you didn't, sure you said as limited words as possible but your personality is kinda fun... you know... leaving out the hurt part" he said and lowered his voice like he was talking to an estranged animal while saying the last words.
I couldn't still believe my ears. he's being nice to me. Maybe I could give him a try?
"thank you" now it's my turn to express gratitude.
"don't sweat it" he grinned at his statement and continued to speak
"hey, we can be friends right?"
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Teen FictionA NOVEL ON STOCKHOLM SYNDROME BOOK 1 OF A THREE BOOK SERIES *TRIGGER WARNING* This book contains scenes that some readers may find disturbing... and also slightly annoying. "Miss. Iris, do you believe she has a point?" she asked and returned to he...