You Saved Me Once Book 1

Chapter 38: 22Please Forgive Me

I sit in his passenger seat, while Hayes drives.

When he saw me walking this late, he offered to take me home.

I said no, more than once. I didn’t want to be in that car with him. I didn’t want to be near him.

I gave in after a while though.

The ride is quiet, but there’s always Hayes’s music, to fill the si-lence.

“Are you feeling better?” He asks me.

I’m nervous.

“Yeah.” I lie.

“How about you?” I ask him after more silence.

“Yeah.” He says.

He looked better, but his voice was sad though.

I look at the steering wheel and remember what Jeff and I did in Hayes’s car, not too long ago. I feel

guilty again.

We drive around for a while, I watch the street lights change. The changing lights are like dominos.

“Alex.” Hayes repeatedly calls my name.

I ignore him and face the window instead.

He starts to honk his horn, until I respond to him. I cover my ears for a while, still turned to the window.

It starts to get funny when it goes on for more than 2 minutes.

“Hayes. Stop doing that.”

I grab his hand on the wheel and laugh for the first time in a while. He honks it again.

“I see you Hayes! What do you want?!” I laugh.

He could make me smile and break my heart at the same time.

“I’m sorry, Little Richards.” He smiles. I squeeze my sleeves, and nod.

There’s more silence between the two of us. My eyes aren’t glued to the window anymore, though.

We’d occasionally look at each other. I’d smile at Hayes, when he’d nod to the music. He’d smile back.

After a while, everything went silent again. We are now close, to our street.

The car slows down, I can hear the tires against the wet pave-ment. Hayes stops the car and turns Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

down the music.

“I want to show you something.” He whispers. I laugh.

“Why are you talking like that?” I whisper back.

“Do you want to go home, Little Richards?” He whispers. I whisper back to him.

“No.” I say.

He can’t shake his smile, it makes me happy. He turns the volume up on the radio again, and we just

drive.