CHAPTER THREE OF HATING YOU!

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"tom, i'm so tired of walking."

i complained but you just laughed. it was five am and we didn't stop walking since we got out of the hairdresser.

"well, if you want we can go to my hotel?"

i stopped walking and some people cursed at me, but i didn't listen.

you asked me to go with you to your hotel and back then i didn't know what to say, i barely even knew you.

"hm, alexa?"

"sorry, i didn't expect that at all."

it was true.

"i was to forward, right?"

i nervously laughed and you took that as an answer. a few minutes passed when you talked again.

"it wasn't my intention to say that, at all. i mean, going back to my hotel and watching some movies and stuff, you know?"

i smiled, a genuine one if you didn't catch that back then.

"okay then, i have my car parked close to the club we went, soo."

"we have to go back?"

i smiled and we did all the way back to the club running and laughing. at some point, i almost tripped and you catched me. i thanked and you gave me your hand and you never let it go.

when we reach the parking lot i asked to be you driving because i was to tired to drive.

"are you sure you want me to drive your car?"

"yes."

just a stupid mistake, you were terrible.

"oh my god, i'm not going to ever let you drive my car again!"

you laughed and apologized.

"again, ahm?"

i blushed and thought how good it was if we talked again.

i was so naive, how could i be so stupid and fall for your kindness?

i still think about the way you touched my hand, the butterflies was prominent.

but the one thing i am for sure is that

I hate the way you drive my car!