"i wanna get back to where we started, to the summer night. you know, you know, you know we got it right."
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1 year ago
1:57am
the only car i have ever drove is my own car that i saved up for and bought when i was sixteen. it's a really good car for a girl who is driving her first car, but after four years it starts to feel like a moving death trap. when i bought the car it was only a little over one thousand dollars, and it was twenty years old.
it is now going on twenty four and doesn't get less terrifying the more i drive it. i've rammed it into more things than i can count and it's easy to see that it is on it's last limb, so it's really strange to sit behind the wheel of ethan's jeep.
his car is so much nicer than mine has ever been and that's what really scares me about ethan wanting me to drive his car. we literally argued about it for fifteen minutes before i gave in and sat in his drivers seat.
he watches as i move the seat up and forward, and fix the steering wheel so it's not blocking my line of sight. when i finally buckle the seat belt and look at him i can see the humor behind his eyes which scares me more than i was before.
"you're so cute," he mutters under his breath as he buckles his seat belt. his eyes lock with mine again and he smiles brightly at me which leaves me breathless. "and i want you to drive wherever you want."
"are you sure about that?" i ask him, and for some reason this is the first time i have become shy around a guy. at first i was fine and confidence comes as a second nature to me, but as i look back at ethan i feel butterflies in my stomach.
i've dated so many guys throughout high school and i have never been nervous. i was always the one to make first moves on dates and i was always the one to flirt first, but ethan is completely different. i just can't really put my finger on it.
he puts his hand on my thigh and nods. "yes. go literally anywhere you want."
i put the car into drive and just start taking random turns. i don't exactly know where we're going to end up, but he doesn't seem to care that i take random turns in the midst of our talking. once again we begin to talk about anything that comes to mind, and i don't even think about what i say before it comes out of my mouth.
talking to ethan is probably the easiest thing for me to do, and that's the scary part about tonight. i don't know where we're going to be next year, let alone if we're even going to talk tomorrow. it scares me to know that i've never felt this way about anyone else before, and nothing has ever felt so right in my entire life, but i have no idea how it's going to be after tonight.
