It's been five hours since Daniel and I sat down to study Spanish. The good thing is that he was a fast learner. The bad thing, well, I had to share the same room as Daniel.

Yeah but you liked it.

I hate my subconscious.

"Ok" I sighed closing the textbook. "I think this is enough for today." I gathered my stuff and then a loud thunderstorm sounded accompanied with the rain.

"Oh crap!" I exclaimed.

"What?"

"I don't have a car." I confessed.

"You're turning eighteen this year. How come you don't have a car?"he exclaimed.

"I freak out with the idea that sixteen year olds are allowed to drive." I confessed, causing him to laugh. He picked up his leathered jacket and his car keys.

"Come on, I'm taking you home."

As we headed towards the door, another thunderstorm was heard. Daniel stopped and turned around to face me.

"Wanna wait a little longer?"

"I think that's a good idea." I chuckled.

***

It's been two hours.

Two fucking hours.

And the worst part? The thunderstorm got a lot worse.

"Jesus Christ I'm sick of being here!" I complained.

"I know." He sighed looking through his phone "you told me that five minutes ago."

I flipped him the finger causing him to chuckle, "I mean seriously, it's been two hours! And it's getting worse outside!" I looked at him "is it safe to drive out there?"

He stopped typing and looked at me "oh umm I kinda forgot to mention this but um" he scratched his nape nervously "the roads were cut...two hours ago."

Are

You

Fucking

Kidding

Me?

"What?" I spoke lowly, he gulped. "So you're telling me." I got up

"That I've been waiting." Took a step closer to him.

"For two fucking hours" another step.

"For nothing." I was at the end of his seat.

But he grinned and nodded.

"I'm going to kill you." I seethed as I grabbed a cushion from the sofa and began to hit him.

"Ow woman, use your words not arms." He laughed as he blocked my hits.

"DONT TELL ME HOW TO REACT YOU BASTARD!" I bellowed, but he only laughed harder.

"What why are you laughing?"

"You...said...oh my god...you said bastard!" He choked with his own laughter.

"Oh piss off!" I continued to hit him, but my stomach began to growl.

"Wow, That was inhuman" he pointed at my stomach.

"Oh piss off." My stomach growled again, causing him to raise his brow.

"I'll make some food. I mean, it's time to eat something" he pointed at the clock that was hanging from the ceiling.

He got up and headed towards the kitchen as I followed him.

"I don't feel like doing anything to be honest. You want some left over pizza?" I grimaced shaking my head.

"Thought so." He threw the pizza away and began to look through the fridge.

"Well, I got pizza. Four cheese."

"Yes!" I said very quickly as he chuckled "What? Four cheese is my favourite pizza!"

"Well, whatever floats in your boat." He placed the pizza onto a tray and stuck it into the oven.

"Well, we have about fifteen minutes for the pizza to be done. What do you want to do in the meantime?" He lasted but I shrugged.

Then there was silence.

Again, what the hell is it with all this silence, I on top of the counter and him leaning against the cupboards looking down at the floor.

I should say something. But I don't know what.

"You live alone?" I asked.

"Well, dad's travelling, my sister's getting some help."

Then I remembered about the whole story he told me at the beach and how I basically insulted his mother.

"Listen Donald." He looked at me as we were at the eye level.

"About what I said down at that beach. What I said about your mother-"

"Hey it's fine." He reached towards me and placed his hand on top of mine. "You didn't know and it's ok."

"But I was a complete bitch to you when you told me that story. I-I thought that you made it all up-"

"Hey" he spoke softly as he placed a hand onto my cheek, sending shivers down my spine. "You didn't know. It doesn't matter." He smiled at me.

Gosh that smile.

I looked up to him and smiled back at him. Then I realised that his hand was still onto my cheek. He must have realised too as he quickly pulled back, leaving a slight warm feeling.

I didn't want him to pull away.

The oven signalled that the pizza was ready and Daniel quickly reacted as he opened the oven door and carefully pulled the pizza out of it.

We placed it onto a plate and headed towards the living room. As we munched silently, I remembered that he previously mentioned that his sister was getting help.

Guess the curiosity was burning within me.

"You mentioned that your sister was getting help." He stopped eating.

"Oh crap I shouldn't have said it. Sorry." I quickly reacted, realising that he may not want to talk about it.

"No no it's fine." He wiped his hands onto his lap and looked at me.

"I have an older sister and...let's just say she isn't...stable."

I furrowed my brows with confusion "when we were younger, we used to climb trees and stuff. One day, were climbing up a tree and well, she lost her balance and fell, hitting her head first. She suffered a severe brain damage and would have these brutal mood swings and violent fits. It was hard to control her. She would party or stay out all night with guys. That resulted her to get pregnant. she was drunk that she didn't know who the father was, so she wanted to get an abortion and even headed towards the clinic."

"Did she..."

"No no. Must have had a change of heart. As soon as my niece was born, she agreed to live in a facility center to get help. I used to take Isabella to the facility center so that she could see her mom, but my sister got worse so I haven't seen her ever since. Besides, we haven't talked since my mother died."

"And your niece?" I asked.

"Isabella is five. Healthy, perfect and one giant pain in the ass. You'll love her." He chuckled. Wow, he must love his niece.

"She's not here." I pointed out.

"Well, I guess the play date will turn out to be a sleepover." He chuckled and then silence took over us.

I glanced around the room and saw his leather jacket hanging from the hanger. I got up, grabbed it and put it on.

"Looks good on you." He pointed out.

I turned towards him and posed "Hi I'm Donald Matthews. All guys wanna be me and all girls wanna be with me." I mustered a deep crappy American accent.

"Wow, you sound just like him!" He played along.

"Yeah but there's one thing missing." He tilted his head with confusion.

I took a step closer to him and bent down, leaning further into him. I could feel him getting nervous and his Adam's apple moved. As I was a few millimetres away from his face, I quickly pulled his beanie off and placed it onto my head. He reacted quickly and began to laugh as I posed for him.

"Now it's completed" I chuckled as I twirled. But as I twirled and saw an acoustic guitar just casually standing there at the corner of the living room.

I turned around to face him "whats that?" I pointed at the guitar.

"That's a guitar" he commented with a 'duh' look.

I shook my head "no it's not." He tilted his head.

"It's your weapon." I pointed out, causing him to chuckle.

"My weapon." He muses.

"Oh yes." I nodded "it's your 'oh my god Donald Matthews as a sweet gentle side. Wait till he Ed Sheeran's me to death' weapon" I posed with a hand onto my chest.

"Well you caught me." He laughed. "Want me to play something for you?" He asks as he extends his arm, wanting me to hand the guitar over.

I shook my head as I grabbed it.

"Well what do you want to do with that?"

"I want to read you."

"Ok then." He leans onto the coach, ready to hear me.

"What does Donald Matthews even play? Let's see, something country like?" I looked at him and started playing.

Baby, lock the doors and turn the lights down low

Put some music on that's soft and slow

I sang horribly to him, causing him to chuckle.

"It's that what you do." I ask. "No? No."

"Maybe...a little rap song? But not just any. You want some old school rap. Like, Eminem." I chirped as he shook his head with amusement.

Yo

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy

There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti

He's nervous

I looked up to him, "that's what you play? Is that it? No? Now I know, Donald, I know what you play... other than girls!" He rolled his eyes and chuckled at my last comment.

I chuckled too and looked at him one last time before I started playing.

Settle down with me

Cover me up

Cuddle me in

Lie down with me

And hold me in your arms

And your heart's against my chest, your lips pressed in my neck (I stretched my neck out in a seductive way)

I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet (I gazed into his eyes as he watched me play)

And with a feeling I'll forget, I'm in love now (I continued to look at him)

Kiss me like you wanna be loved

You wanna be loved

You wanna be loved

This feels like falling in love

Falling in love

We're falling in love

Yeah I've been feeling everything

From hate to love

From love to lust

From lust to truth

I guess that's how I know you

So I hold you close to help you give it up

So kiss me like you wanna be loved

You wanna be loved

You wanna be loved

This feels like falling in love

Falling in love

We're falling in love

Kiss me like you wanna be loved

You wanna be loved

You wanna be loved

This feels like falling in love

Falling in love

We're falling in love (I looked at him again)

Once I stopped playing, I looked at him, and saw him staring at me intently.

There was something in his eyes. ,

Affection.