4: First Date.

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PoV Sarah:

We were walking towards his car and I felt a little embarrassed since he didn't want to take off his eyes from me.

-"Why are looking at me like that ?". I finally asked. He seemed to be thinking about something.

-"Nothing...I just think you're too skinny". Oh my god! Is he serious ?! I know that I'm a little bit skinny and I quickly lose appetite but to hear that from someone that I barely know, especially from a boy... hurts.

-"KEEP YOUR THOUGHTS FOR YOU THEN !". I screamed in anger.

-"You remind me of someone I know". He said it in a low voice and I blinked.

-"Oh really! Who ?". He didn't answer me, he just walked towards me and without a warning, lifted me with his two strong arms.

-"Okay, you seriously are out of your mind. PUT ME DOWN NOW!". Afraid of falling, I held on tight to his shoulders. He didn't want to take off his eyes from mine and even if he's still looking at me with the same cold stare, the way the bright light of the sunset is making his iris glow more captivated me so much that I almost forgot how to breathe.

-"Someone I care about". He said putting me down and moving to his car. What? Does he actually care about someone?

-"You should eat blondie if you don't want to get sick someday". I stared at him with my mouth half-opened. He's actually caring about me? I know I'm repeating myself but, is this really the Luke from yesterday?

-"Gonna stand there all day or want me to carry you to the car ?". He said with a smirk.

-"No I can carry myself, thank you". I faked a smile.

Once in the car, the same as the one of that night when he almost killed me, I started playing with my hair and he seemed to be looking for something in the vehicle.

-"You will end up tearing your hair if you continue, blondie". He said while adjusting the rearview mirror of his car.

-"Stop calling me blondie please, I have a name!". Urgh, I hate that nickname.

-"Carry on like that and I'll call you the fucking bald". I couldn't stop myself laughing at his words. I imagined myself shaving my hair with a piercing on my tongue, and I died laughing again.

-"What's so funny ?". He looked at me amused.

-"Nothing. I guess I'll go with the old one then". He smiled at me and I felt my cheeks burning so I turned my face pretending to look through the window.

-"So where are we going ?". I finally asked.

-"Get ready". Wut?

-"Ready for what ?". It didn't take me too long to understand what he was talking about. Not even giving me enough time to put on my belt, he started to drive at a crazy speed.

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Twenty minutes that we are riding like lightning and I think I'm started to lose all my senses.

He's driving so fast and I'm grateful to God that there are almost no cars on the road, otherwise, I think we wouldn't survive till now. Does he always drive like that? So it wasn't just my fault, that night.

-"Where are we going ?". I asked again, trying to catch my breath.

-"You'll see". He replied, looking ahead. Urgh, I hate this answer!

-"Slow down please, I think I lost my breath". I said softly. He looked at me for a second then concentrated on the road. I must be the only girl who doesn't like speed, I guess.

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