When we finished having dinner, we got back inside his car and started driving right away. He asked me where I wanted to go next but I really wanted to go home.
"Tate?" He calls while his eyes were set on the road.
"Yeah?"
"Do you remember how we met?" He asked with a grin.
"Football straight on my head." I pointed to my head and he laughs.
I ended up laughing too as I remember it.
"And do you remember how I met you again one night while I was on my way to Dan's party?" He asks.
My smile begins to widen.
"You hailed my taxi cab then you sat on my lap." He grins evilly.
I snorted. "Hey on my defense, I didn't know there was someone who sat there."
He laughs under his throat.
"But I'm glad it happened. I met you and we became good friends." He says.
I smile.
"We're still good fr
