Its one thing dreaming about being in the same car as your crush and its one thing when you are actually inside his car where the only two things shining brightly are the metal chain around his neck and your overly radiant face.
Sure I've been in his car before but never alone and that is why right now my stomach is doing acrobats and making it hard for me to even form a coherent sentence.
Mark drives effortlessly through the streets and I don't even know where he is taking me as my only focus right now is the way his one hand casually rests on the steering wheel and the other fiddles with the buttons of radio.
I was busy admiring his good looks when suddenly he applies brakes and I lurch forward. I miss the dash board by just a few centimeters and blood rushes to my face instantly. I heave a huge breath and fall back realizing how lucky I had been to not have my face planted there seconds ago.
A sweet chuckle resounds in the car and I peer at him with warm cheeks. He is hiding a smile as he presses his lips together and shakes his head a little.
"Did you really forget to wear the seat belt?" His voice is teasing and although embarrassment gnaws at my inside I can't help but smile noticing the way his eyes crinkle. I shrug my shoulders lightly before proceeding to pull the seat belt.
"I think its too late for that now," He says and I look at him with confusion. He tips his head behind watching me and I instantly feel my insides heat up. I hold his gaze and then he slowly gestures ahead of us. I look ahead and notice we are outside my house.
I really should pay more attention to the road.
I involuntarily wring my hands in my lap but then wince. I look down at my hands at notice the scraped skin on both of my palms, stifling a groan due to the pain that creeps up my skin.
"I believe you have something of mine," Mark says suddenly and whip my head towards him.
He's waiting.
"Oh, yes" I mumble before pushing the bag I was carrying towards him. "Here you go"
"Thanks," he says while looking into the bag and checks the stack of papers. He looks up at me and give me a dazzling smile. I manage to return the smile.
"Guess I'll go then," I say shifting in my seat. He doesn't say anything and his lips remain up in the smile he had given me. Begrudgingly I turn and get out pressing my palms together. When I turn around he's already driving away. I sigh and lean on the mail box beside me watching as his black vehicle disappears into another street.
Maybe one day I'll be a little more important to him.
One day.
"ELLA!" An ecstatic voice squeals and I'm engulfed in a hug from behind. Vanilla scent and warmth greet me and before I can fully turn around she speaks in an elated voice.
"Guess who made it official?" she nearly shouts and I pull my lips in the widest smile I can muster.
"About damn time, Wendy" I say before looping my arms around her and giving her a hug. She is so excited I can feel the way she is bouncing on her heels and I feel immense happiness pouring out of my heart.
She deserved this.
"This calls for celebration" I say pulling her inside my home. "And luckily I've just got a free pizza"