Mine.

Chapter 2

Octavia's pov

Great a creep, I look up only to see the most handsome guy I had ever seen in a long time. Well a handsome creep, I thought. Early twenties probably, dark brown eyes that would look black if you weren't close enough, soft looking black hair, and his lips looked so kissable.

Wait...dang alcohol!

His aroma screamed danger but, I wasn't afraid, "Look mister, I've been having a really shitty night so whatever you plan on-" he cut me off quickly.

"I don't plan on doing anything, I saw what happened in there." he said, his jaw clenched, and his face looked kind of irritated.

I didn't really get that vibe from him anyway, I lightly laughed.

"You know if you're trying to get me to trust you you're not really helping your case, stalker." I said and looked up into his eyes.

He looked kind of taken aback when I did. Now it was his turn to laugh. Let me tell you a strange thing coming from someone who looks like he could kill anyone and wouldn't give a damn.

"Well no but, you just made a joke which means you do trust me or at least feel safe." he replied, staring at me as if he was studying me.

"Maybe." I simply said, as I looked away from him.

"Do you have a ride home?" he asked.

I did...Jake, I stood quiet.

"I'm guessing that douchbag in there was your ride here and home?"

I quickly looked up at him. I know what Jake did was wrong but, he was drunk.

"Hey he didn't mean it he's just drunk." I defended him, it didn't mean I wanted him to drive me home. I was still pissed that he did that but, Jake was my bestfriend so I had to.

"Your boyfriend literally kissed you and when you wanted him to stop he didn't, drunk or not seems pretty douchey to me." he stated, a little angrily as he clenched his fists.

Geez, this guy seemed just as upset about it as I was, wait, boyfriend?

"He's not my boyfriend." I quietly say and watch as his face instantly becomes relieved, for some reason.

Maybe not but, my head was spinning from the alcohol, "He's not?"

"No he's just my bestfriend." I simply reply.

He doesn't reply as he just comes and picks up my shoes, even the broken piece. When he turned to walk away he put his other hand in his pocket pulling out his keys.

"Come on."  he stated.

"W-what?" I asked confusedly, I still didn't know him.

"I'm taking you home since your bestfriend turned out to be a...." he turned around looking straight at me. "...douchbag." I glared at him, he simply smirked and turned back around.

"How do I know I can trust you I don't even know you."

He turned back around, "We've been talking for about five minutes now and I haven't given you one reason to not trust me plus It's dark out, your drunk, and like I said before your ride was-" I quickly cut him off.

"Alright alright I get it." I said still sitting down.

Once I stood up bad idea my knees felt weak and they gave out and I almost fell until his hands were on my waist, while he stared into my eyes.

"T-thanks." I said breaking the comfortable but, somewhat awkward silence.

It took him a second but, he soon slowly moved his hands from my waist and held my arm while he helped me walk towards his car. No way, wow is this guy rich or what, it was a Lamborghini. I loved them ever since I was a little girl I've always wanted one.

"This is yours?" I said, a little too excitedly while he looked at me amusement clear in his face.

"Yeah." he said, opening the door for me as I got in and he went around getting into the drivers side.

"Sorry I've just always wanted one, I got a little excited." I said shyly, looking down realizing how stupid I probably sounded.

He shook his head. "You don't have to apologize." he started the car and begin driving out of the parking lot and looked at me. "Where we going?"

Shit, should I really be leaving Jake, shoul I go home? Or to his house and wait till he comes home? I just sighed not knowing what to do I was still mad at him but, I couldn't let it ruin our friendship.

"What's wrong, forget where you live?" he asked with a playful smirk on his face as he made it out of the parking lot and stopped at a stop sign.

I rolled my eyes, "No" I said in a duh tone.

This guy really knew how to push my buttons after a couple seconds of contemplating I chose my house. If Jake was sorry he would have to contact me not the other way around. Then we could forget about this. The car ride was silent the first few minutes until he broke it.

"My names Ryder." he stated.

"I'm Octavia." I replied.

"A beautiful name for a beautiful girl." he said looking at me and winking then looking back at the road as I blushed and stared out the window.

Okay, maybe he wasn't so bad.