Emilia POV
We drove off to the Bayou quarter til' midnight. Liam parked on the motorcycle lot and lets me get off of the bike first. I took off the helmet and hand it over to him, as he prepared to walk with me down on the Bayou.
We both walked quietly towards the boardwalk and end up sitting down on the edge, listening to the crickets, water flowing in rapid motions, and from a mile away you could hear some owls hooting voluminously.
''You're so quiet,'' Liam said, breaking the conversation.
''I don't know what else to talk about.''
He chortled. ''Seriously? Not even about Halloween?''
I laughed. ''No not even, it's just so weird. Being with you, here, alone.''
''I don't think it's weird.''
''Why'd you say that for?''
''Because I don't feel like that all when I'm around you.''
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