Intertwined

Chapter 12: Him

Anastasia's P.o.V.-

So yesterday's drive in the car didnt exactly go as planned. Lucas probably see's me as some weak bitch now which I hate. I cant slip up like that again, especially not infront of him. He is too caring to get pulled into all of my bullshit, even though he is incredibly good looking. Mom somehow convinces me to help her get groceries. Probably the fact that she told me I could get something. Lol I am a five year old at heart. I walk in the grocery store and go sraight for the ice cream. I grab Strawberry Cheesecake Ben and Jerry's ice cream and then I go over to the produce section and get a couple of apples. I help mom bag the rest of the stuff and take it to the car. She insists that I drive which I am actually okay with since we are in her mini van. We get home and I almost drop the grocery bags I am holding. Lucas fucking Stone is standing in my kitchen.

"Lucas?!" I say.

I am so pissed right now, one of the only guys who I have ever let see me so vulnerable is in my kitchen. I dont even know how I am supposed to talk to him. Maybe I could make it where he doesn't even wanna talk to me.

"Hey Anastasia." he says sweetly making me swoon allow I am able to conceal it.

"What the hell are you doing in my house?" I say with tons of attitude.

I notice my dad give me his death stare so I roll my eyes and halfway correct myself.

"What the heck." I add.

"Well I got into some car trouble and your dad has been helping me out a bit." he says still smiling.

"I dont wanna be much more of a burden to your family time, so I think I am gonna walk on home." he adds.

"Oh no need to walk, Anastasia can drive you." my dad says giving me a look that screams payback.

I grab the keys off the counter and walk out the door muttering hurry the fuck up then bitch under my breath. I hesitate before swiftly getting into my car. Lucas walks to the opposite side and gets in the passengers seat. When we get on the road I notice him lift his hand for the radio. With the fear of him having a shitty taste in music I lie and tell him it is broken.

"My bad your majesty." he says laced with sarcasm, he then smirks at me.

I roll my eyes oncemore.

"Keep on and they will get stuck like that." he says referring to my eye rolling habit.

"Shutup." I say trying not to smile at his joke.

I ask him how much longer till his house and he tells me about an hour. Another hour in this car. I try not to start freaking out.

"You're shitting me!" I say a little too loudly.

My vision starts to blur as tears form at the bottom of my eyes. I try to tilt my head away from him so he doesn't notice but I fail. He quickly tells me that his house is only about fifteen minutes from where we are. I tell him okay while pulling myself together. Lucas gives me a warm smile and says I can just drop him off at the end of his road. I dont argue with him; I am willing to do anything to get out of this car faster. When we pull up to his road I stop the car and let him out. I decide to be myself for a second.

"I'll be here at 7 Monday, later hater." I say smiling for once.

He chuckles a bit at my attempt to be a nice person. He winks at me playfully and shuts the door. I laugh to myself; he is adorable. I get back on the freeway and turn around to get back in the direction of my house. I look over to where he was sitting and notice a slip of paper he must have dropped. I reach over careful not to lose control of the wheel. The paper is a small gum wrapper folded in half, I open it up and see his phone number with a smiley face and a note. The note read:

"Just in case I need to find a new ride by Monday lol."

The note makes me laugh and I start to think that maybe we could be friends after all. I stop by the gas station on the way home and memories flood in.

September of Last year:

"Matt look if I mix Coke with one of the freezies it becomes a Co-eezy." I say laughing hysterically at my own shitty joke.

Matt starts dying laughing with me before pausing to look me in the eyes. I stop laughing too and look back at him blushing. He leans in and kisses me gracefully, and I kiss him back. We pull away smiling before I burst into laughter again and so does he. I drink some more of the concoction I had created. Matt turns around while I am drinking it with two straws in his nose saying he is a walrus. I start laughing again and my Co-eezy ,as I called it, begins to come out my nose. Which only causes our fit of laughter to grow. We then pull ourselves together and pay before getting back in my car snd driving off.

Present day:

That was one of the best days of my life; that was also the day before everything would change. I park the car in the garage and put my headphones in. I go inside through the back door to avoid my parents, knowing they will give me a lecture on manners. I rush upstairs to my room and lock the door. I turn on some Netflix, and put on an oversized t-shirt. This is how I spend the rest of the night and through out the day Sunday.