The BadBoy Wants Me 2016 {revising} (#OnceUponNow) (#Wattys2017)

Sixth

the drive was silent and I just staredout the window this would be the second time he drove me home in thelast four days and I knew barely anything about him except his name Ilooked at him and sighed as he stopped at a red light

"I could have walked" I told himknowing that where I lived and he lived was separated by a bridge anda whole heap of road he raised an eyebrow looking to me

"if I let you walk he would have comeback to finish what he had started"

"he never does it for long" I shotback

"he does it often then?" he askedand I nodded

"yes he does"

"how long has this been going on?" he asked

"I could have handled it" i told him changing the subject he sighed aggravated

"why can't you just agree with me foronce " he hissed i knew what he meant it was one of the beauties of our friendship we never agreed on anything "if i didn't help you he would have hurt you morewith people like that small stuff they won't stop hurting you unlessyou fight back"

I looked down as he started drivingagain pulling at the sleeves of my jumper as the car slowed to a stoponce more at yet another red light he sighed harshly grabbing myhands and pulling them away from my unprotected sleeves

"stop that" he told me letting myhands go "it's a bad habit"

he looked back through the wind shieldand a long silence passed between us this was turning out to be themost awkwardest car ride I've ever had and I've been in a lot. It wasminutes later but what was lead to fill like hours when he arrived atmy house he cut the engine

"can I walk you up to your door stepthis time or am I going to get the same result?" I shook my headyou

"don't need to"I told him

he smiled one of those breathtakingsmiles as something that was almost protective and caring and thistime he didn't try to hide it

"I know but I want too" he told mebringing me back to reality"i just want to make sure you're safe"

I looked down at my lap again confusion building up inside me before my mouth started moving on it's own

"why do you care so much?" I askedmy hands curled up into tight fists I felt his eyes on the side of myhead boring holes into my skull