Second Chance

Chapter 3 - The car

Once Dallas grabs his things I follow Him to the garage. Of course they would have a lot of cars. Mercedes, Ferrari, Porsche. Honestly that's all I could recognise I'm not really much of a car expert.

"I know what your thinking, we are wasting our money on buying expensive cars. What's the point?" Dallas laughs.

"But for your information we have heaps more money to spend so why not spend it on cars?" He is so cocky.

"Just kidding, not about having heaps of money, were loaded but my dad is a massive car enthusiast." He keeps talking even though I'm really not that interested.

He hops into the car on the far left, I don't know what it is but it looks expensive whatever it is. I quickly follow, opening the left door,
"What do you think you're doing? You're definitely not driving." He snaps. Dammit, I'm never gonna get used to these cars having the passenger seat on the right.

"Sorry thought that was the passenger seat." I reply sweetly.

"Damn Australians" he laughs as I slide into the actual passenger seat. He sits still in the drivers seat for a few minutes as I begin to worry he doesn't know what he's doing.

"Well?" He asks, "are you going to put in your address, I don't know where you live." He states, obviously he doesn't know where I live, I'm an idiot. I type the address into his gps and he starts to drive. We stay quiet the whole drive until we arrive at my house, I open the door and start walking up the driveway when I see Dallas running to catch up.

"You really don't have to come with me I'm just grabbing a few things." I smile politely and keep walking. I open the door and run upstairs to grab my clothes when I turn around with Dallas at the door.

"What are you doing?" I ask impatiently, I really don't want him in my room. A huge smirk plasters his face as he walks in closing the door behind him.

"Oh Audrey, I just wanted to see your room." He says still with a massive grin on his face. Why would he close the door is he crazy. Before I could even answer my own question his lips press against mine and I fall on my bed. I kiss him back until I realise what's going on and I push him off.

"What the hell?" I scream, grabbing my bag and its contents off the floor.

"I thought you would enjoy it, lighten up a bit." He's always smirking just like his mum is always smiling, so similar yet so different.

"You Thought I would enjoy it? I literally walked on you with a girl half an hour girl, why would I want to be one of your little flings?" I yell, "I'll be in the car when you are ready to be civilised and aren't going to do anything like that again." I huff storming out the door, down the stairs and into the car.

That stupid Dallas, I wanted my first kiss to be with a gentlemen who respected me and I loved instead it was with some jock who doesn't give a crap about me. I sit in the car for at least 20 minutes when Dallas comes down the driveway. He slides into the drivers seat still smirking, he starts to pull something out of his pocket when I realise it's a pair of my underwear. The Lacy kind. I'm horrified, if he has these he must have gone through my draws. My face mustn't show my feelings or he doesn't care because Dallas soon opens his mouth to say another stupid remark,

"You're gonna need these" he says laughing as he places them in my lap. He pulls out the driveway and starts down the road,
"Pull over." I ask. Dallas shakes his head in protest as I say it again,
"I said pull over." He pulls the car over on the road,
"Tell my mum I wasn't feeling well and I wanted to stay home." Before I could get out Dallas locks the doors from the drivers seat. I look at him in shock, does he really think he's going to lock me in here? He starts to drive back on the street.

"I'm not letting you walk home at this hour, a beautiful girl should never walk alone." He states. I try to listen to his point but instead filled with butterflies as my cheeks burn. He just called me beautiful.
"What?" He says staring at me, "have you never been called beautiful?" He asks, I shake my head in embarrassment. Great. He makes nothing of it except a simple oh. We keep driving and I finally give up my protests for him to take me home, I should probably stay with my mum. We drive for another 5 minutes when Dallas finally talks.

"Was I your first kiss?" He asks. Oh geez, I can't tell him he was my first kiss.

"No, of course not." I laugh.

"Few, that would just be awkward." He laughs. Once we got back to Dallas house he shot back to his room, this day was just awkward. I tell mum I'm home and Janine guides me to the room I will be sleeping in. Great. It's right next to Dallas's room. I thank her placing my bag on the bed and grabbing my pyjamas and running to the bathroom. It really annoys me how there are no locks on the doors, I think I remember Janine saying something about how it shows trust. In my opinion it's stupid. I start undressing and I'm in my bra and undies when the door suddenly opens. I jump back into the shower and Dallas is standing at the door, laughing.

"You do realise the shower door is glass" he says laughing. I cover my body grabbing the closest towel on the rack. He starts laughing again.

"That's my towel, and I need to use it." He grins. I force him to turn around as I shove my pjs on as fast as I can. I start to walk out the door when I hear Dallas say,

"Feel free to stay, enjoy the show." I didn't have to look at him but I could here the smirk in his voice. I close the door behind me running towards my room. I lay down on my bed looking at the ceiling, was he checking me out? He couldn't possibly be, he could have any girl he could chose why would he look at me, a girl with such hideous marks on my hips. I fall asleep dreaming about the perfect first kiss I will never have the chance to have.