"Are you sure my outfit is really appropriate?" I ask, watching where to step my boots as I hesitantly get off the motorcycle.
I'm currently wearing a navy blue sweater dress with some tights and ankle boots. At the time I've chosen it, it has seemed like the best option for a first date, but now, I start to doubt it...
I've spent hours debating what to wear because Alex hasn't told me anything about where we are going, nor what we are going to do. I just know it's only gonna be the two of us because I've kept badgering him to tell me more to know what to wear, and he's said whatever I want, given that we're going to be alone and "anything or nothing is perfect" for him. Though I doubt it's perfect for the scenery.
Around us, there's only green... From what I can see, since the sun is setting, we're in the middle of fields, on a narrow dirt track bordered with bushes and weeds. Though I'm too focused on Alex and the many questions swirling in my head and in my stomach to really observe the surroundings.
"Yeah, it's perfect..." Alex's gaze travels down my body one more time as he grabs my hand.
I don't know if it answers my question, or just arises more along with the warmth on my cheeks. But it isn't the biggest question mark churning my stomach right now.
Alex is already turning around as assured as I am confused, but I stop him before he even takes a step."Wait!"
"Yeah?"
"Er... " I bite my lip as he leans closer, his penetrating eyes looking attentively in mine. "I know you've already told me it was nothing... But... What did really happen yesterday?"
The question has kept me up a good part of the night, that and the outfit dilemma, and since a few minutes, it has returned to haunt me. I've thought not knowing has been better, but the state of my stomach clearly proves the contrary.
"I caught sight of Greg with his arm in plaster on our way here..."
He sighs. "Nothing serious, there was a fight... A rival gang came searching for trouble, and then someone called the police. That's why Josh called me: they needed help to get away. Luckily, all our gang got away before they arrived, not the other gang apparently!" His lips twitch in a smirk. "And for Greg, he's just got his wrist broken when he ran away, and the others just got some bruises. They're lucky bastards, don't worry!" He offers me a smile, his piercing eyes diving into mine reassuringly.
I still can't comprehend how he can talk so naturally about things like that and how he can ease my worries while saying all of that. It doesn't really shock me. I guess I'm now totally aware of his bad-boy lifestyle, and I've accepted it the moment I kissed him.
"And you?" Accepting his way of life certainly doesn't mean I'm not worried.
He opens his arms wide. "I'm totally fine! You can check!"
I narrow my eyes, smiling as his devious smirk lets me know he's more than fine. "Okay... Then, let's go!"
He leads me down the narrow path, and I follow behind him, the track quickly tapering as we climb up a mound.
"Where are we going?" I ask once again, this time my voice wavering as the tall grasses are clinging to my tights. Well, I hope it's only plants because the night is falling, and I don't really dare to look down. I keep my eyes on Alex's strong back wrapped in his legendary leather jacket; it gives me a sense of safeness and coziness as my stomach is boiling. In addition to the stress and fizzy excitement of our first date, there are the fear and uncertainty of not knowing where we are going, which is also very thrilling.
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LAW OF ATTRACTION
RomanceNewton needed an apple to discover the Law of universal attraction. I needed Alex Carter to discover the attraction. Alex Carter, THE BAD BOY. Do I need to say more? Probably not, because everyone knows him. He's the typical bad boy with bad behavio...