Romantic stylez 2//Jake X Amy

Blue Eyes

Jake sat in the drivers seat, slowly pacing down the over crowded bunked up road, as the traffic flowed slowly. Buildings whizzed past and the sounds of horns echoed in the distance. people leaned out their car window yelling, and even some were just glaring at the red traffic light they currently came to a stop to.

Amy, on the passenger seat next to Jake, rested her head against the palm of her hand where her elbow rested on the side of the door. She kept her eyes peeled outside her window, watching new York be the classic animal town it is. Ahead she watched small kids cross the road with oversized school bags. Some walked beside their mum and dad and others held onto both hands, picking up their small legs and got swung in the air as they giggle and kick their feet in excitement, begging for another round. Amy creased a small smile and admired their family bond. It was something that always broke a lost smile for her.

The red glow of the light turned green and the force of the car pushed Amy back ever so slightly. She then turned her head back round to the side of the window and looked at the sea of cars, so many colours,yet yellow stood out the most. The classic yellow cab. But suddenly something black blocked her vision, covering the heaps of cars, but it wasn't too close.

A person on a motor bike with a thick black helmet was blocking her sight, like a dull rain cloud. They wore all black, just like Rosa, but it definitely wasn't her, as blonde curled hair poked out in the back their helmet and rested softly on their leather jacket. It was clear it was a female biker. Amy continued to stare at the biker as something felt off. She didn't know what it was, but she just knew something was up ,as a weird feeling started to rise in her very subtly.

She tired to ignore it and decided to face her head forward, looking away and peeling her eyes at the slow traffic. But in the corner of her eye she could still see her dark black motor cycle, still riding at the same pace as her. She couldn't help but to draw her eyes back at her. But just then she felt uneasy as the bikers head was turned to her direction, as the black helmet revealed a faint reflection of Amy.

She didn't know if she needed something or why she was looking at her, but she could definitely feel her eyes burning into hers behind the helmet. Just then, slowly, the blonde biker lifted her hand off one of the bike handle and brought it up towards her eye guard, and Amy's eyes followed. Suddenly, in one flick, the guard pushed up, revealing something that she will never forget, not even those eyes. These were the eyes that no one else had, it was like a rare gem. Cause it only belonged to one person.

Taylor.

It was in that moment Amy did nothing but just freeze in shock, breathing heavily. She didn't know what to do, or even if she was real. Surely she was just seeing things again, right?

She decided to look the other way and squint her eyes shut, trying to wipe away of her so called false seeing. But when her eyes opened, those same blue eyes kept looking at her with such an evil smug glare. That's when Amy knew that she had to be real, the feeling of fear kept climbing in her chest and it gradually got worse as they both stopped at a red light, just having a stare down.

Jake, tapping his fingers on the wheel to the faint song on the radio, noticed how rather quiet Amy has been and ripped his eyes away from the road. He saw her head turned, just looking out into the window. Yet something didn't feel right about her ever since last night. He looked down and noticed her chest rising quiet fast, like something was scaring her.

Amy just continued to stare at her, like a deer froze at the stop of headlights. She slowly moved her hand up to the car handle, and placed her fingertips on top, not moving her eyes an inch. Jake noticed her movements and felt unsure of what she was doing.

"Ames, you okay you seem-"

Just like that, Taylor gave Amy one grinning wink of an eye. Amy couldn't possibly take another chance being with her again. Jakes words got cut off as she immediately slammed her knee into the compartment in front, making it fall open and reveal a armed pistol. Amy swung the car door as quick as ever and aimed the weapon right at her.