He can be such a jerk sometimes.
He left me waiting at the restuarant for three hours.
We were supposed to have lunch.
I feel like I can’t even trust him anymore, because of all the lies he’s been telling me.
I am helpless against those big brown eyes, damn him for that.
“Hey, can I ge a ride home? I kinda ran here..”
He said looking down.
“You idiot, why didn’t you drive?”
I asked, though flattered that he ran all the way here, his house was a few miles away.
“My car was out of gas..”
He said looking up at me, now smiling.
Classic Travis.
“Okay, get in.”
I said warming up.
he was forgiven, and he knew it.
We started down the road when he lunged at the car sterio, before I knew it music filled every inch of my car.
I was engullfed with the glorious sound.
He always turned on the best.
“Stop!”
He playfully yelled.
I snapped back, and realized we were at his house.
He opened the door, and before he slid out he kissed my cheek.
“Love ya Sam.”
“Bye,”
I wish he knew how i felt about him…