8 - A possible concussion

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"What are you smiling about?" Aiden asked me in a slightly teasing tone. I hadn't realized I had spaced out (again).

"Oh, I don't know," I replied sheepishly, rubbing the back of my neck.

"Okay, I better get going. I'll pick you up tomorrow at...7pm?" Aiden asked, getting up off the bench we were sitting on.

"Sure." I said as he walked away. I turned away as well, and started walking toward the bus stop, careful to not pass through any alleys on the way there, having finally learnt my lesson. I was excited for our date tomorrow. I haven't been on one in a while, and the last date I was on wasn't exactly a good one either. I'm not that good at relationships. So far all the men I've dated have turned out to be creeps, gangsters or criminals. Well, Aiden kinda counts as a criminal as well, but that depends on how you look at it, on which side you take. Well a-

BAM!

"Shit!" I yelled out. I had just walked into a lamp post. I was almost at the bus stop.

"Oh hey Jamie!" Someone yelled from the other side of the street. Ugh. George.

He ran over quickly to me. "Hey! Are you alright?"

"Look, I'm fine, so-"

"Are you taking the bus? Here, I'll give you a lift home, I don't want you getting sick out here in the cold, and you could have a concussion or something!

"No, it's fine, really-"

"Nope! I am driving you home, whether you like it or not!"

I protested, but no, George had to take me home. I got into his car, which I admit, was pretty awesome. It was all sleek and silver and it was fast. There is nothing better than a fast car that looks good. So I was there, fangirling over George's car, while he tries to make conversation.

"So how was your date?" He asked.

"Oh we had to reschedule," I replied absent-mindedly, stroking the soft leather upholstery.

"Why?" 

"Something came up."

"What came up?"

"George. How much is this car because I want it so badly." I demanded. But when he told me how much it costed, I screamed because to buy this car it would literally take my whole life savings and another like $50,000,000 or something. Why can't I just have a nice looking car that's fast (and cheap) ?!

A/N: Just as a heads up there may or may not be an update tomorrow because tomorrow's Christmas and stuff. So yeah love ya xxx

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