Surprise!

He got up and dressed in a nice light green polo and pants. He combed his hair back with gel. He was so hot I swear. He unbuttoned the collar so you could see his chest slightly.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Yeah one sec," I answered.

I ran into the bathroom and wiped off all of the makeup. I know he loves me.

"We're good," I yelled while running down the slim yellow hall. He walked me out of the motel and to the car, opening the door once again. I slide my body inside and buckle my seatbelt.

"I wonder where he's taking me," I thought to myself.

I checked my phone. I hadn't texted one of my friends in forever. My messages were over 100.

I opened Zoey's message, "Where are you? Greyson thinks that you've been kidnapped!"

I text her back, "I'll call you later."

"FaceTime!" She texts.

"Sure," I said, rolling my eyes.

"Who's that?" Luke smirked.

"Zoey," I answered.

"Your girlfriend?" He laughed.

"No," I whined angrily, "I like you."

I slap my hand over my mouth.

"I know," he said confidently, "just checking."

"What will we do about Greyson?" I softly whined.

"Don't stress it," he put his hand on my thigh and rubbed it back and forth.

"We're almost there," he announced.

"Almost where?" I asked.

"It's a surprise, duh," he joked.

"Please?" I begged.

"Nope," he giggled.