"Okay if we're going to be hanging out, we need to set some ground rules," Hunter says. You're sitting in the passenger seat of his car, jamming out to the Into The Woods soundtrack. Yes, you just got the soundtrack even though you just saw the movie less than an hour ago.
"What did I do?" You ask. "You're being adorable! Like how am I supposed to be just friends with you if you keep doing this?" He says with a laugh. "I'm not doing anything!" You object. "Yes you are. You are jamming and being adorable and I'm going to have to ask you to stop this madness immediately or I will have to put you out of this car," he says, clearly joking. "Okay, well if I have to stop jamming, you have to stop smiling!" You say. "How am I supposed to stop smiling?" He asks. "I don't know! But you better figure something out!" You reply.
On the way back to your house, you and Hunter had set a million more ground rules that you're probably not going to follow. You totally forgot to tell him that you left your car at the Starbucks parking lot, probably because you're so used to him picking you up and dropping you off.
Hunter parks his car in your driveway and takes the CD out and gives it to you. "Did you want me to walk you to your front porch?"
"Sure! That would be nice," you reply. You both get out of the car and start walking to your front door. "Be careful. There's usually a lot of ice over here," you say. He doesn't say anything, he just nods and keeps walking.
"So...thank you so much for hanging out with me tonight. Did you have a good time?" you say as you look at him. "Yeah! It was fun. What about you?" He replies.
You're about to respond, but you slip on a patch of ice by the steps to your front door. Hunter catches you before you fall, his cold hands grabbing your waist, though one of his hands slightly slides under the hem of your t-shirt. He picks you up and helps you stand up straight. "Are you okay?" He asks.
You nod. "Yes I'm fine."
That was definitely a lie. You are not fine. You can still feel his cold hands on your waist. You try to get yourself together and walk up to your front door, searching for your keys.
When you finally get the door unlocked, you turn and look at Hunter, who is standing behind you with his hands in his coat pockets. "You know...you can come in if you want to."
(Stay tuned for part three)
