"You'll find out," he said, smiling at me.
"You are going to kill me with all these random surprises. But I swear to god Louis, if we end up in jail I will strangle you," I muttered.
"Don't worry I'll take care of you." I kind of believed him. My brother had to be friends with him for a reason. Maybe they both shared the same interest in ruining my life and letting no other man touch me. He turned the radio up again and started to sing. I stared at him in awe. He was a beautiful singer. It was breathe taking. He was singing The A Team by Ed Sheeran, one of my favourite songs. I started to move my mouth to the words.
"Sing," Louis demanded.
"What? No I already told you I suck at singing."
"Come on. Even if your bad it doesn't matter," he said nudging me with his elbow lightly.
I did what he asked and started singing.
"A little louder," he said. I sang a little louder.
"Wow," he said and looked at me.
I stopped singing and said,"What?"
"Your a great singer," he said with a shocked look on his face.
"I knew you'd be great but not that good," he said. I couldn't help but blush a bit. He was the first person I actually sang in front of before.
"Your just saying that," I said.
"Honestly that was beautiful. Your voice is breath taking, not to mention you matched the pitch perfectly." I couldn't help but smile.
"Thank you. I was about to say the same thing about your voice. Your voice is just incredible. Its just, wow," I said, losing the words I was going to say.
"Thank you, I've heard that a couple times before. You must play an instrument."
"Ya I do, I play piano and guitar."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't know we just didn't talk that much."
"You're probably great at those too." He looked at me and winked. I lowered my head and smiled. He turned the music back up and we both sang along.