just a drive.

                                    

                                          
DELILAH'S POV

i squeal as gustav agrees to go on a drive with me, he's like my new best-best friend.
'EEE!' i jump up and down, he doesn't seemed faze by my energetic outburst. i immediately take his hand, making him follow me outside to the parking lot. he has a slight smile on his face.

i throw him in the car, and start to start up my car with my key.
i apologize for my little energetic spark just then, 'oh, sorry for the sudden energy .. i just love to drive around.'
he chuckles, rubbing my shoulder. 'it's fine, miss. katz.' i love how he says my last name, and the way he rubbed my shoulder just now - it makes me shiver ever so slightly. i let out one last giggle before starting up the car and eventually driving off into town.

BILL'S POV
'EEE!'
i can hear her jumping up and down, so excited to drive around with gustav.
but why gustav?
it should be me.

why is gustav so close to her, anyway?
why'd he follow her to her dorm?
why is he here ...

i don't hate gustav. i love that guy, we've been friends forever. i want to choose both of them, but i just can't if they're going to choose each other.

that girl, delilah, she doesn't even know how much i love her.
does gustav love her too?
as i watch them both leave, i come out behind the television - the same one i started to play music on just yesterday. i come out of my invisibility, watching delilah step out of her dorm as she locked the door without even looking back.

jeez, that girl is beautiful.
she captivates me.
every breath she takes,
every noise she makes,
every step she takes,

i'll be watching her.

'tom.' i say into the speaker of my phone.
i hear him chuckle on the other end of the line, 'yes, bill?'
'where's georg, i want to take a drive.'
'he's with his girlfriend.'
'the one he marked?'
'yeah.' i hear tom snicker on the other end, 'he just can't seem to get enough of her. ever since he tasted her blood, he fell in love on the spot.'
'what's her name again?' i ask.

'hannah.'

hannah was one of delilah's best friends, they seemed close but not as close as delilah was with eva. she was a bubbly girl, and undeniably gorgeous. she's not the one for me though, she's captured georg's heart and i accept that.

this made me believe that vampire and human relationships CAN be possible.
if they're a secret, of course.
georg might've cheated, though.
he brainwashed everyone into just forgetting all about hannah when he bit her, turning her into a vampire.
including delilah.

i'd have to thank georg and hannah for my determination for delilah. if it wasn't for them, i'd probably be chasing delilah around like i did at the cafe.

well,
i don't regret it.
i only regret making myself obvious, getting caught.

i'm good at going in secret.

so i figure ...

why don't i take a little drive?


DELILAH'S POV

me and gustav laugh, telling jokes back and forth. i can't seem to get enough of him, he's so funny and dorky under that whole serious persona. not to mention, he's one of the most caring people i've ever met.
'tom walked right in on georg when he was all over that plastic doll.' gustav laughed, telling me a funny experience.
i laughed along, snorting, 'that's so funny, i would've been pissing my pants!' i exclaimed.
'trust me, we were. all 4 of us were laughing.' he wiped a laugh tear from his eyes, his smile remaining on his face.

there's a moment of silence before i speak up again, 'you know, you 4 seem like the perfect group.' i continue on, 'always making each other laugh, accepting your guys's differences ..'
he chuckled, 'well, i've been friends with them since i was 12 - i know them quite well.'
i snicker back, 'and when you say "quite well" - you mean you've known them for 107 years?'
he laughed along again, and so did i.
eventually after around 5 minutes of non awkward silence, i park the car in a secluded parking lot. there's a few other cars, but not too many. it's a perfect spot.
i watch the dark night sky fade into the dark blue sky it always is.

gustav looks at me, and even though there's not much light - i can still detect the shine from his eyes.

'gustav.'
'delilah.'

we both say each other's names in a soft, hushed tone while maintaining eye contact. although i break it as i release my hands from the wheel, and put them on my leg.
we both reconnect eye contact, our eyes gleaming among each other's faces. our stare is soft.

he moves a piece of hair behind my back. i look at him as i'm trapped in a very noticeable mesmerized gaze.
'you know delilah,' he whispers, 

' .. you're a very, very beautiful girl.'


i giggle, 'awe, thank you gustav,'
we both laugh quietly.

after, he takes his thumb and grazes my bottom lip gently.
i tilt my head, leaning my lips closer to his thumb.
i can tell he thinks my lips are soft, the way he's staring at them.

i put my hand on his cheek, his cheek is so cold - but there's a noticeable pink tint on them.

i find my head leaning into his, and his leaning into mine. i take this time to really take in all of his soft features.

are we really about to kiss?

i gently graze my fingertips to his jawline, travelling all the way to his chin.
i pull him in.
i feel it.

our lips connect, his lips just as soft as mine.

honestly,
if i could go back a few months ago to meet the girl i was whilst i was hating on 4 of them and tell her how i get along with gustav, i would've been puking on the spot.

but now,
i know not to judge a book by it's cover.
the most serious people can be the funniest.
they could be going through some things as well.
they could have a secret identity we never know about.
a very secret identity.

and even though i'm not too fond of tom and georg,
i can see that they all make each other happy.
make each other smile.

gustav's smile puts a smile on my face.
it draws me in.
i wonder if he thinks the same about me.

does my smile make him smile?
does he have a secret bias for me?
how does he feel about me?
is there secret love, secret hatred?

the truth is ...

i should wait.

wait until i judge people.
wait until i talk rubbish about them.

deep down, you never know a person that well.

you can be special to them,
more special than you'd ever think.

~
after we kiss, he pulls his head back.

'gustav ..'
'delilah ..'

we say each other's names right before we instantly connect lips once again.
his lips are so soft.
i want to get used to this feeling.

my fingers travel back to his cheek, and then my other hand ends up on the back of his neck.
he puts his cold hands on my warm cheeks.

eventually after a straight 20 seconds, we pull back again.

'you're perfect, delilah.'