Why Do I Fall For The Dangerous Guy?

Chapter 6- Awkward car ride. The final prank!

So this was awkward. It has been 3 minutes in the car and Drake hasn't said a word. In my eyes that is a long time. I do think he is still piss with me; but it's not my fault that he likes to stark me. Yes I have come to the conclusion that Drake is starking me. And all this time in the car he is making feel bad, it not like I ask him to get up this early. He was the one who wanted to get milk. (So he says) And it's not like I ask for that creepy guy to try and KILL ME!

"What were you even doing at the shop. Like if you haven't notice It's 3 O CLOCK!"

And so he speaks, I just sulk like a little child. He rolled he eyes and started muttering things to him self. He was really getting on my last nerve.

"Look I didn't ask you to come out and save me. When I want something I'll go and get it. So yes I happen to be at a shop at 3 O clock in the morning; because I wanted something"

Drake huffed.

" Well it's not like I had a choice. All I could feel was you freaking out in my sleep."

Wait..what did he say. Is this guy alright? He could feel me in his sleep? Is it me or does that sound odd?

"Wait what do you mean you can feel me in your sleep?"

Drake went wide eyed and cough and moved about in his seat. After a second his solid look came back on his face.

"What I meant was I was having a dream of you freaking out about something and then I realized I needed milk so I went to get some milk and there you were freaking out. You can call it sixth sense."

Humm well that does make much more senses. Right? it's not like he could know how I was feeling right?

"So how do you know him?"

Drake clench the stirring wheel. Touche I see, there was silent and I was thinking I wasn't going to get an answerer. So I just looked outside and saw the sun was coming up. It must of been 4 or something now. I didn't really know and I was too tired to care. After what felt like forever he finally answered.

"It's no one."

After all I've been through and that the answerer I get! I could feel myself getting angry, and I never get myself worked up so easily. It's something about him that sets fire to my skin.

"Really? How did you know his name?"

He turn to look at me, something flicked in his eyes but I didn't know what. He then glance away looking at the road.

I was frustrated and I just wanted to get the hell out of this car.

"On his name tag."

I huff giving up on the topic. I looked out the window; trying my best to ignore him. I could feel his stare on me, but I just shrugged it off. I heard him mumbled a few times, but never catching what he was saying. I sigh in relief when I saw my house from the distance. He slowly pulled up, and I was ready to pounce out of the door. He hand shot out, stopping me from opening the door. I tried to ignore these tingly feelings going up and down my arm from his touch.

"Look next time you feel like having a stroll.... Don't."

He gave a me stern look, I opened the door and got out and turned to him.

"Sure thing you highness."

He cringed at that which I found odd. He closed the door and drove off. I yawned and rubbed my eyes, and grumpily walk back to the house. I look at the grand father clock that was just in front of me as I walk through the door. 5 O clock. That gave me about 3 or 4 hours before everyone got up. Well until my dad gets up. It's a Sunday so my brother and my sister will be a sleeping in. My dad always gets up early. So I have to do this before he gets up.