Chapter 23

                                    

                                          

Spencer P.O.V
                          
My stomach felt funny, and my hands were kinda sweaty.
                          
She looked gorgeous but so simple at the same time and it got me amazed.
                          
"You know? It's kinda freaking me out that you covered my eyes and had been silence almost the whole trip" she says snoring softly, it was that half laugh she did sometimes. 
                          
"Oh, sorry." I smile a bit. "We're almost there, hang on a bit, okay?"
                          
"Fine." She says nodding.
                          
I stopped the car and looked at her.
                          
"Are we there yet?" She asks softly.
                          
"We arrived, indeed, but I need you to stay here for five minutes." I say opening the car's door. "Do you mind?"
                          
She shrugged.
                          
I took everything off the car and I put everything in place, hopping for it to be perfect, for her.
                          
"Alright, take my hand." I say opening her door.
                          
She took the seat bell off and searched for my hand blindly.
                          
"Can I take this off? It's driving me crazy." 
                          
"Can't you wait?" I ask half smiling.
                          
"Actually, no!" She smiles playfully.
                          
"Alright, take it off now." I say with my heart going fast.
                          
"Oh my God." She says gasping. "Spence, this is beautiful."
                          
The lights of the city where we live where gorgeous to the eye, and the starts among us were more beautiful. The cold but refreshing air smelled like wood, and the soft sound of the traffic made everything feel so light.
                          
"You said nothing fancy." I shrug trying to calm my heart.
                          
Her face was filled with happiness, and her eyes were shining with the mixed white and yellow lights.
                          
She turned to face me and smiled happily. 
                          
"I like this place." She says sitting down.
                          
"I found it a few weeks ago, and I thought you might like it." I say joining her.
                          
"Well you thought right." She says smiling. "What did you brought there?"
                          
"Uh- some sandwiches- I didn't really knew what do make for you, I brought apple juice too."
                          
Isabella laughs and shakes her hand. "It's okay, I like sandwiches too, I mean- I like food in general."
                          
I laugh, but then I saw her frown.
                          
"What is it?" I asks concerned.
                          
"Why did you decided to take me on a date? Out of nowhere?"
                          
"What?" 
                          
"I mean, we've been fucking around for a while." She says waving her hand around. "And I'm not complaining, but you just decided to take me out? Just like that? Or are you going to- break up our sex relationship?"
                          
I blink a few times.
                          
"No, none of that, I-" I sigh. "I asked you out because- I don't want this to be just- sex."
                          
She frowns.
                          
"Isabella, you're lovely, and- it makes me feel weird that other boys go around flirting with you, and I-I like you, a lot."
                          
I blushed a little, fuck.
                          
She smiled and sipped from her little apple juice box.
                          
"Are you not going to reply?" I asks frowning.
                          
She keeps sipping. "You don't like the feelings talk do you?"
                          
Isabella laughs. "No, I hate it, but you do the whole confused teenager in love thing very well for both of us."
                          
I look at her with a slight sence of disappointment.
                          
"Don't look at me like that." She says frowning. "You're a nice guy, Spence, you're good looking, smart, and you're really good at sex, I have to say it." 
                          
I laugh, feeling a bit of blush on my checks. "But?"
                          
"It drives me crazy that I cannot read you." She says biting her sandwich. "And boy, I'm good at ready people, but you're so-"
                          
"Weird?" I say raising an eyebrow.
                          
"Blurry to me." She say shaking her head. "I do like you too, but gosh, you're difficult for me. With any other boy in fifteen minutes I could've checked for dilated pupils, fast heart beat, changes in the voice- but you kinda distract me."
                          
"You're not easy either." I cut her quickly. "There are so many things I don't know about you, so many mysteries- but some how you managed it to know a lot of stuff about me."
                          
"I have stalker skills, I'm very connected to my inner psychopath." She says opening her eyes with exaggeration.
                          
I laugh too, and lean a bit closer. "I want to know you better, Isabella, I want you around almost all the time, and- I like you a lot."
                          
She smiles and leans closer too. "I like you a lot, too, Reid."
                          
She kisses me softly and slowly, enjoying every move.
                          
"I almost said 'I like myself too!' But that would've ruined the mood" she says after we split.
                          
"Yes, you would've ruined." I laugh with her.
                          
God, I like her so much.