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"Where are we?" I asked Will while pulling the car over the gasoline station, to fuel his car

"not near yet?" I ask again

"maybe another 13 minutes drive" he said

-click

the gasoline tank of the car is fuelled enough, I think it is full, he then pull back the hose out of the fuel tank and put it back where it belongs, I decided to get out for a moment and tried to stretch all of my muscles, I can feel it cramping

"hey!" a shout drawing near my ears

"what?" I shouted back then he throw me a big bag of chips

"hey! what's the matter?!" I shouted angrily, he must've forget that I'm a bipolar piece of sht

"oh, sht, sorry" he responded while holding his laugh

while drawing near me, I can't or I don't know what to do, how to, arggghhhh

"what is this for!" I ask angrily, clearly yes I'm angry at this moment

"that's for the midnight snacks with my baby" his flirtatious tone is making me shake now, I can feel the cold going over from toe to head

"shut up!" I then threw the chips onto the car's backseat

"let's just get inside" I shouted, even though he's near me

"woah, okay" he then went back to the driver's seat, I was trying to get inside the car because, this is no ordinary car, it's a truck, a good truck for watching stars cross over our heads, watching falling stars and falling asleep at that right person's shoulder

while thinking any of those, I watched him, he's focusing at the road, I just realized how handsome and good looking is this guy, no wonder why many girls fall in his trap, I mean like he's handsome, rich, btch, and dunno', I only know part of him but not him, his eyes glowing every time we pass over the headlights, I enjoyed him being serious this time am I-?

"I know you're looking at me" he said

I then sweep away my eyes and tried to do busy things, obviously I ain't doing nothing

"why are you looking at me?" he asked and this time again, he did not pay attention to the road

"uhmmm....nothing", I don't know how to reason out but I got the guts, so yeah "and can you please look at the road"

"oh yeah" he then put back his sight onto the road and again I enjoyed him being serious at this time

"what time is it?" he ask for the last time, I don't know, I'm getting sleepier second by second

"7:30 pm" I said

"can you please drive the car atleast fast and please be careful" at this time I yawn

"I'm going to sleep" I said

"you're a big fat pig" he whispered, thought I didn't heard him, but I ignored it, who cares anymore I want to sleep

1 Hour Later
"I thought it is just 13 minutes away?" I ask while watching him getting my backpack

"I didn't said that its really is" he excused "hey have you bring the reservation list" he continues

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