"Are you sleep-driving? Is that a thing? Do you want me to take you to a hospital?"
I was going to remember the first thing he said to me, for a long long time. I didn't realize my mouth was open until his words made me snap back to reality. I subtly tried to hide the fact that I was indeed staring at him.
My brilliant reply was "Yes. I mean, no, I am fine. Sorry, I wasn't paying attention for a bit. It's totally my fault. Did I say I was sorry?". Yeah, thanks brain. I didn't expect you to take revenge on me like this. Not in front of a good looking guy.
He smirked and said, "Yes, just a few hundred times. Are you in a condition to drive?"
I was wondering if he would drive me if I said no. Wait, what? I wasn't thinking about getting in a car with a stranger, Was I? Haven't I learned anything from binge-watching criminal files and Law & Order? Get a grip, Alex.
"Yes, I can, thank you very much. I will make it back if no one tries to cut me off. Like someone here did." I replied coldly even though it was my fault. Something about his smirk irritated me.
I winced at my own words and got ready to receive an earful as that would be the common response by any sane person at that moment. But instead he decided to give me a heart attack. "You are such a baby, Aren't you?"
"No, you are the baby". I silently cursed myself for being sleep deprived. That was the only reason I couldn't think of good comebacks. Yes, I am sure. If I was at my best, I would have said "Babies don't need to drive themselves. Haha". Not good enough? Ok, you got me.
But I couldn't form coherent sentences at that moment. I mean, did you get a good look at him? I should thank my lucky stars I didn't faint when he looked at me with that stupid smile.
He was getting on my nerves a little and at the same time I couldn't stop staring at him. Lethal combination, if you ask me. I could not figure if I wanted to punch him or ask for his number. Wait, what? I needed to leave before I did something crazy.
He looked at his watch and sighed. "You can call me baby. Or Dean. I don't mind. Go and sleep it off. Try not to kill anyone on your way."
I was way too tired to argue and nodded. Even his name was sexy. Stop it, Alex. It wasn't like me to go all fanboy on a guy I just met. Or anyone for that matter.
Also, it was not like I was going to see him again. Why should I waste my precious time on some hot stranger? Ugh, I mean with some weird stranger.
I needed to go back before I say anything embarrassing. I could safely say I crossed that limit on my mind for one day. "Thanks! You too. I am really sorry. Bye, Dean".
He looked at me like he was having a debate inside his head and finally said, "Bye, Alex. Drive safely".
With that he walked back to his car and drove away.
I started my car and drove back home as carefully as possible. Because I was responsible. Not because he told me to.
I had dinner and called my mom before going to sleep. I decided against playing games even when my mobile tried to lure me with thousands of notifications. I have learned my lesson.
"Dear brain, I'm going to spoil you with 8 hours of quality sleep. You better be ready with good comebacks next time I meet a handso- I mean arrogant guy. With love, Alex."
I shook my head at my own thoughts and closed my eyes. My brain decided to show me a highlight reel of my evening without leaving out any of the embarrassing details.
Do you think I should have asked his number? How do people start dating? If I met him at a different situation, would I have hit on him? If we met somewhere else I doubted if he would have even talked to me. That seemed impossible. He might have had a lot of choices. Oh my God, why would I assume that he was single in the first place?
This world was not a kind enough place to leave hot guys like him to be single for long. Or even worse, what if he was a player?
Yeah, Alex, so what if he was? Why would you care in the first place? I didn't have any answer to my own questions. "Fine, you win", I surrendered. You see? Totally normal to have a conversation with myself.
Who was I kidding? I was attracted to him. I couldn't get his face out of my mind. Don't even get started on his voice. I loved the way he said my name.
Suddenly the thought hit me like a wave. I never told him my name. But how the heck did he know that?
Did I say something else too without realizing it? God, I hope not.
A/N: BTW, Was Dean a stalker? Damn, I didn't think it through before I wrote this. Or did I? :)
You'll hear about it soon, I promise. But seriously, don't get into a stranger's car and say that I influenced you! ;)
Anyway, my dedication here, just for YOU.
You're awesome! Don't let others say otherwise!