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By:T. Renee Fike.


“If this is how it’s going to be for the complete drive back, you can take me back to my car.”

“What?” Liam says shocked looking over at me confused.

“If I wanted to ride in silence the entire way back, I would have driven myself.”

“Sorry,” he says quickly.

“Why are you avoiding me?”

“I’m not,” he retorts.

“The hell you aren’t. I thought we agreed what happened shouldn’t have happened and won’t again. So what’s wrong with you?” I ask with arms crossed wanting answers.

“Nothing’s wrong.”

“I call bullshit,” I say getting more irritated by the minute.

“What?”

“You heard me, bullshit,” I shout, causing him to start laughing at me.

“Who says that?” he asks while laughing.

“I do and I just did,” I state with a glare.

“Seriously, nothing’s wrong, I just have some stuff going on.”

“So you haven’t been avoiding me?” I ask sarcastically. I know he has.

“No.”

“Liar,” I mumble under my breath as I stare out the side window.

“Did you just call me a liar?” he asks giving me a look.

“Sure did because you did just lie to me,” I say calling him out.

“Fine, I was avoiding you, only because I didn’t know if you were going to say anything, but I did have things going on too, so I didn’t go out of my way to avoid you,” he finally says.

“I already told you, I wouldn’t tell.”

“Yeah, so you said.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You aren’t the best at keeping secrets Haley.”

“I’m better than you think.”

“If you say so. But regardless, it can’t get out.”

“I told you it wouldn’t. I’m not going to say anything, plus we didn’t really do anything but make out.” The look I get from Liam looks like he could kill me right now. I’m not sure what I said, but whatever it was I wish I could take it back.

“How about we listen to some music?” Liam asks as he flips on the radio, and he finds a station of rock for us to listen to. I move and get comfortable in my seat and stare out the side window. This is going to be the longest drive of my life.

A few hours later, Liam pulls into a gas station/convenient store place. “I’m gonna get gas,” he says before hopping out of the car. I decide now is the time to stretch my legs and grab a bite to eat. We still have seven hours to go.

“Do you want anything?”

“I’ll be in,” he says as he goes back to pumping. I turn and walk inside deciding to relieve myself first. After I’m done in the bathroom I grab a bag of chips, licorice, a soda, and a small container of fresh fruit. I pay for my order and walk back out to the car to find Liam nowhere in sight. I walk to the car and wait patiently for him to return.

“Ready to go?” he asks as he walks out with a bag of his own.

“Yes,” I say before climbing back inside the car. I decide to start on my fruit before anything else. It’s a container of grapes, strawberries, and cantaloupe. “Would you like any fruit?” I ask holding the container over to Liam.

“No thanks,” he says before diving into his chips.

For the next hour, we continue on our way, eating our snacks in silence, all but the radio playing. “Do you mind if I drive for a little while?” I ask, wanting and needing something else to do before I go nuts.

“I got it.”

“Liam, seriously,” I practically shout.

“What?”

“I’m asking you to let me drive.”

“Something wrong with my driving?”

“No, I just need to do something before you drive me completely fucking nuts.”

Before I know it, Liam is pulling off the side of the road faster than shit. “You want to fucking drive, then drive,” he says before opening the door and hopping out. He gets to my door and swings it open waiting for me to get out. I haven’t seen him this mad in years. I decide not to say a word; I get out of the car, walk around, and get in the driver seat. I adjust the seat so I can reach the pedals before putting my seat belt on.

I pull us back out onto the highway, change the radio station to some country and continue on our way. Liam never says a word.

For the next two hours I drive, while singing to myself, not caring that Liam looks pissed. He doesn’t say anything and he has no reason to be mad. He can get over himself.

“I need you to stop at a gas station or something,” he says kindly.

“Okay,” I say deciding the next exit is only two miles, so I’ll take that one. I take the exit and pull into a small convenient store. Liam hops out of the car and walks inside. I decide to stretch my limbs again. I head inside thinking I might as well use the restroom while we’re here.