By Your Side

2

Think. Think. Think. 

I walk over to my closet, yank open the door, and pull out a black dress. Reject. Another dress, reject. A white top, ugh reject!

I look down at all my clothes that are now a complete mess on the floor. I don't have any dressing sense, to be honest. Perhaps.

Suddenly, I remember Allysa gifted me a cute little dress on my sixteen birthday, so I'll just wear it. It's sorta my favourite dress.

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I take a final look in the mirror, and smile. Hmm, not bad. I just hope I don't get a lot of attention from guys. I'm glad Ashton is always by my side, because he never lets a boy get near me. And to be honest, I myself don't feel like talkin' to them.

I grab my IPhone 6 from the bed, and descend downstairs.

I spot Max sitting on the couch, watching Teen Wolf, and filling his mouth with butter popcorns. I'd love to take a few bites, but I'm chewing a bubblegum, and it's mint flavoured, soo... I'll pass.

Without informing my brother, I carefully unlock the door, and sneak out. It's 7pm, and completely dark.

I turn around, and—

"BOOOO!"

I jump out of my skin, and slap my hand over my mouth from screaming at the top of my voice. "WHAT THE HELL?" I whisper shout at Nathan, who's currently laughing for the whole of USA. He falls on the ground, and starts banging the floor. Well, Nathan boy, you see what I'll do to you now.

Once he's done acting like a crazy person, he hoists up, and straightens his clothes. I notice that he's wearing a black hoodie, with black jeans, and BLACK shoes?! What is he? Black man?

"What are you even doing here, prick? I thought Veronica was going to pick me up," I say, dragging my eyes up to his eyes. I don't want him to think I was admiring his toned body. Wait, did I just say that?

Crossing his arms over his chest, he pouts at me, and then smirks. "She's gonna be late. So.... I thought me and my Angel could go for movies and then grab dinner?" He suggests, grinning like a mad man. He licks, and then bites his bottom lip.

Umm. Okay.

I clear my throat, and try to calm down my heavy breathing. (Because of his little 'boo' thing) "I'll pass. Now let's go, I don't wanna miss the party."

We walk towards his car that is parked along the road. He opens the passenger door for me, and I raise an eyebrow at him. "I thought boys like you don't do that."

"Do what?"

"Act like a gentleman."

He chuckles. "I'm always a gentleman with you,  my darlin' angel."

I roll my eyes at him, and slide in the car.

Once he's behind the wheel, he turns on the music, 'Love to hate it' now filling the car. He lowers the volume and faces me.

"Ummhmmm.. you look nice," he tells me, a smile playing on his lips.

I hit his chest playfully, which causes him to laugh lightly. When did his laugh become so cute, and manly? It feels like it's 100 degrees in the car, maybe it's just my dazzling look. Though it's quite chilly outside.

I reach forward, and turn on the air conditioner.

"Feeling hot?" Nathan asks, pulling the car on the road.

"Hmmm."

"Then we can go to the Northern areas," he suggests. I know that he's grinning, because it's Nathan. Duh!

Though I know he cannot see me, I still perform a 180 with my eyes. At least that satisfies me.