𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 & 𝐂𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐬 | 𝐕.𝐇

１９

maddy's pov

"So, where are we going again?" I ask Vinnie as he adjusted the temperature of the cars air conditioning.

"Told you that you'll have to wait and see," he looks at me out of the corner of his eye.

"How do I know that you're not going to take me to some forest and murder me?"

"I wouldn't wear a white shirt if I was going to do that," my eyes widen as I turn to look at him, "Remind me to never go anywhere with you if you're not wearing a white shirt,"

"Oh my god, I'm messing with you," he laughed and put his hand on my knee, "you look terrified,".

"Well, in my defence, I hardly know anything about you," I remind him. All I know about him really, is that he's a famous tiktoker, he's self obsessed, he smokes— sometimes, and that he drives a nice ass car.

"Okay then, let's play twenty questions," he tapped his fingers on my knee as we pull up to a stoplight.

"What's your biggest fear?" He asks.

"Pretty sure I already told you that it was spiders," I reply.

"Oh that's right," he sighs, "what about them scares you? Is it the way they walk..." his fingers slowly crawl up my thigh but I swat his hand and move my leg away, "no, stop that," I glare at him.

"Okay, your turn," he chuckled and brought his hand back to the steering wheel.

"Uh, where would you love to live?" I shift myself slightly towards the door and lean against it as I look at Vinnie. He looks at me out of the corner of his eye, "Australia,".

"Australia? Why?" a small smile forms on my lips.

"It seems so nice there and I want to hold a koala," he chuckled.

"You've gotta be careful of drop bears though, they can easily be mistaken for koalas," I want him.

"Drop bears?"

"They're feral koalas that drop from trees and attack you," I attempt to keep a straight face as I try to tell him about the made up animal that has become a classic Australian joke.

"I'll sacrifice you to them," he flashes me a smile as he placed his hand on my knee again making me roll my eyes.

"So we'd go to Australia together, huh?" I smirk.

"Yeah, of course. I need a tour guide," he pulls up to a stop light and looks at me.

We go through a few more little questions until I couldn't hold a certain question in for any longer,

"How many relationships have you been in?" I ask as I play with the ring on his finger. His hand was still placed on my leg, it had slid up from my knee slightly after he started driving again and I would be lying if I said I didn't have intense butterflies right now.

I've seen Vinnie pop up on my Instagram feed a few times on tiktokroom with different girls so of course I was curious to know if I was just another one of his flings— if we even have something.

"A few. None lasting more than a year though," he shrugged.

Just what I wanted to hear.

"How about you?" He asked. I twist my lips to the side as I think of lying about my one relationship that I've had— the two year relationship that I wish had never happened.

"Only one, nothing serious though," I lie.

"Really? When did that end?" He asked.

"Uh, like— one month ago now, I think,"