Austin's POV
I unlocked the vehicle, and opened the passenger side door for her.
She climbed in, and soon after I did too.
"Do you want to go home now, or stop somewhere?" I asked, brushing some hair out of my face and pulling out of the parking lot.
"Erm, I actually need to sort some things out at home." She answered quietly, looking out of the window and biting her thumbnail.
I was slightly disappointed with her answer, but I brushed away my feelings.
I don't know why, but I reached over and pulled her hand away from her mouth.
Emily stared at me in surprise. I hastily pulled away and awkwardly continued to drive.
"Turn left here."
I did as she told me.
I glanced at her from out of the corner of my eye, noticing her fiddling with her sweater, something she'd done a lot today.
"Why are you acting so shifty? You're not planning on murdering me in my own car, are you?" I asked, trying to lighten the mood.
"Don't tempt me." I chuckled at her, flicking my radio on.
We listened to the music that played through the speakers.
I knew some of the songs.
I hummed to the one's in knew.
I turned my life to music. It has affected me and made me who I was.
I knew I was an asshole sometimes.
I thought back to the night of the party, when I first encountered Nicole.
I feel so guilty about what happened.
Especially because Emily was oblivious to the truth.
"Austin! Austin!" Emily yelled, hitting my arm.
I jumped and panicked.
"What?!"
"Turn right, now." She said.
I turned into a street that was lined with large, white house, with tree's lining each side of the road.
"It's the last one." She said quietly, grabbing her bag.
"You've got a nice house, Princess." I commented, pulling up outside of it.
"Thanks." She replied, taking off her seatbelt.
"Not gonna invite me in?" I asked her, wiggling my eyebrows.
"Maybe some other time, I need to sort something out." She informed me, opening the door and stepping out.
"I'm only messing, see you soon, Princess." I smiled, and she returned if before walking up the driveway.
I watched her until she disappeared inside her house.
I pulled away from the curb and started my own drive home, with thoughts of Emily Smith in my head.
I needed to get to know her more, and maybe tell her what was on my mind.