control is overrated ••••• "Let me drive you home." He says as he still had a hold of my wrist. He steps closer to me, his eyes still watching me closely. "I-I" I stutter. "I can drive myself." I said finally. He rolled his eyes, he looks at me. "Let me take you home in your car." He says as I stare clear into his eyes. His eyes were magical. Something took over in me and I nod, "You can take me home in my car." He steps back letting go of my wrist, "Glad we could agree."
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