I Knew You Were Trouble.

City Night Lights.

Cole's P.O.V

"Tick. Tick. Tick." I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. It's 12am on a Saturday, what's that sound? "Tick, tick, tick." I look at my window and see little pebbles hitting the window. I got up, to find who's throwing pebbles at my window at 12am. I look down and see a girl, with black straight hair in a ponytail wearing a black leather jacket, jeans, and combat boots. She looked up at my window and smiled. Elizabeth, she was throwing pebbles at my window. I opened my window, "Eli what are you doing here?" I asked, she smirked and said, "Well, I say you get your lazy ass down here and I'll explain." "Eli, it's 12am." I said, "Didn't you get my message moron?" I walked to grab my phone and unplugged it from the charger. "Hey, Moron. We're going out tonight. No denying :)" Her text said, I walked back to the window with my phone in hand. "You want to go out, at 12am in the middle of the night?" I asked, "Just put on a shirt and jeans." My eyes widened, I look down and indeed I was shirtless and pant less. How embarrassing is that! I shut my window quietly, after all my parents' are sleeping, and grabbed a tee and jeans. I slipped on some black vans and quietly walked downstairs. I opened the door and there stood Elizabeth, looking great as usual. 

She smiled as I closed the door quietly and walked over to her. She grabbed my hand and instantly we started running to where ever she was planning to go. She let go of my hand in one point and laughed. We stopped in front of a busy street and she finally turned to face me. "So why are you dragging me out of my warm bed on a cold November evening in LA?" I asked her, "Very descriptive, moron. I'd just thought, you would like to go with me." She stuck out her tongue at me and hailed a taxi. "To, 611 S. Spring Street, 90014." She said and the taxi driver merely nodded. She looked at me, smiling and brought out a camera. She started it up and looked at me, as if she was asking if she can take a picture. I smiled when she scooted closer and lifted the camera and tilted a little. Her back leaned against me, as she took the picture.  

We took a couple silly pictures such as me showing off my muscles. A couple minutes later, we pulled up to a small shop, called Syrup Dessert. "What's this?" I asked, as we got out of the cab, after she paid him. "A dessert shop." She simply said, we were greeted with a strong aroma of sweets as we walked in. A waitress led us to a table and gave us menus. "What would you like?" I didn't really know what to get so Elizabeth ordered for us. "So do you come here at 12am every weekend?" I questioned her, "No, I thought I'd like to show you around the places, I go to." She said and snapped a photo again. "Are you making a scrapbook?" I asked, "Maybe. But I won't be able to make one because you're not in the pictures." She said and I scooted closer so we can both be in the photo. "I think you look cute in this photo." I said looking at the photo we just took. 

"So I don't look good in other pictures?" She jokingly said, well I hoped she was joking. "No, no, no. You look perfect in all pictures." I said and she blushed. I took this chance and snapped a photo of her looking at the ground and blushing. "See?" I showed her the photo and she smiled. "You weirdo." She muttered, "I gotta prove my point, cause I'm Cole Pendery." I said, "What does your name have to do with proving a point?" She questioned, "Nothing really, it just sounded good." I said and she laughed. Man her laugh is loud but cute at the same time. The waitress came with our sundae and she took a picture of me, looking like a dog who wants a treat. "Stop drooling like a dog." She said, "Not my fault, it looks really good." I said, "Here." She gave me a spoon and I stole the strawberry from the top. She pouted and ate most of the sundae because of it. But of course I didn't mind and we paid for it. She hailed another taxi and said "Little Tokyo, 343 E. 2nd Street, 90012." 

"Do you do this alone?" I asked and she shook her head. "Done this once with my best friend Carrie. We had crazy fun." She said, smiling. I guess who ever Carrie is, must be like a sister to her. "Oh, cool." I said, we stopped in front of a store called "Popkiller Second"  and she paid for the taxi ride. I'm paying for the next one, definitely. We walked in to find crazy vintage clothing, she grabbed my hand and we went to the jacket sections. We flipped through many jackets and tried on pair of sleeveless jean vest together. "We look cool." I said and she snapped a picture. We ended up leaving the store with crazy sunglasses and two matching polar bear hats, that had pockets. I put it on my head and slipped my hands into the pockets while Elizabeth wrapped the arms around her neck. We started walking around Little Tokyo and checking out the small stores. She hailed another taxi and said, "Los Angeles County Museum Of Art." And instantly we were again, sitting and talking. We got out of the taxi cab and Elizabeth paid again! Anyways we were standing in front of many lamp posts and they were so pretty. "What's this?" I asked, "Urban Light. It's art." She replied and started running through it. I followed her, of course. I could see her snapping photos as we ran around and I started taking photos with my phone.