Juliet
"Are you sure you're going to get home safe?" Ev asked.
We were standing in front of the mansion where the music was still blaring for dancing teens oblivious to my emotional pain.
"I'll be fine. It's just a short walk." I mumbled softly, hugging myself to stop the cold.
"I'm really sorry. I didn't know tonight would end like this." He said frowning.
Ev and Vee still wanted to party but after what just happened I wanted to go home.
"Yeah. He had no right to say that to you." Vee said. She was still very angry. But I couldn't blame her. I was angry too.
"It's fine you guys. Stay and have fun. Call me when you get home." I said hugging them both a last time.
"Alright. Let me know when you get there safe." Vee said.
I nodded and waved at them and started the walk home. I didn't lie. It wasn't a long walk. I lived only a couple of blocks from Louis' house. Which I was thankful for.
The night air was cool against my skin as my heels clicked against the sidewalk. The slight breeze ruffled my dress and hair, making me shiver slightly.
As I was about to round the corner to the next street a black 1996 Impala slowed down next to me.
My heart rate picked up and I started walking a little faster. What if it was someone who wanted to kidnap me?! What if it was an axe murderer?
The passanger side window rolled down revealing the last person I wanted to see. I'd rather take my chances with the axe murderer.
"Get in the car Juliet." Noah said.
I ignored him and continued walking. There was no way I was getting in any car ever again. Especially with Noah.
"Juliet come on. It's dark. You can't walk home alone." He continued.
Why the hell was he talking to me? Why the hell does he even care? Moments ago he told me he hated me and that he blamed me for Julian's death. And now he's offering me a ride and cares if I'm safe or not?
"Leave me alone Noah." I said softly.
"Juliet come on. It isn't safe." I could tell he's getting irretated. But I didn't care.
"Why do you care?" I shot.
"I don't."
I rolled my eyes and just kept my gaze to the front on the side walk as I continued to walk on.
"Juliet! Get in the fucking car I'm not joking!" Noah said.
I stopped and glared at him.
"Just go away Noah. I don't... I don't ride in cars. I haven't since... Whatever. Even if I did, I wouldn't get in a car with you."
His eyes stared into mine deeply, understanding etched in his face. He pulled the car on the side of the road and turned off the engin.
I sighed heavily and shook my head. I was not in the mood for this. I didn't want to be anywhere near him. And I was completely confused as to why he suddenly shows that he cares.
He got out of the car and shoved his hands in his jean's pockets. I stared at him, not really sure what to do.
"Are you comming?" he asked with an irretated voice.
"Comming where?" I asked.
"I'm walking you home. Obviously." He mumbled.
"What? Why?" I asked. This was completely out of carachter for Noah. And I wasn't sure what to make of it.
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