Bailey's pov
"How was school? Didn't drink anything right?" Dad asked amused, sparing me a swift glance before returning his gaze to the road.
I groaned, kicking up my feet on the seat while pinching the seat belt.
"Dad come on, it was one time. I promise to not drink again until I turn twenty one."
I turn to look out the window, chewing on my bottom lip.
Dad chuckled. "I'm just looking out for you Bailey. I want you to enjoy your youth days but I also want you to be safe."
I nod. "I get that dad."
The soft hum of Niall Horan's song heaven made me smile as I looked out the window. I pushed the window down and let the wind blow my hair.
My smile widen until I noticed his car behind us. That smile fade and I rolled up the window as my heart sped.
In seconds his car was beside ours.
