Authors note: The lyrics are from "Breathe" by Taylor Swift. I know, I know the song wasn't meant for this but I thought it fit. This is originally going to be a one shot, but if there is some Eli-addicts out there who wants more, I'm very eager to please (as long as you review) . Anyway, this is my new-and-improved version, with less spelling/gramor issues.

I see your face in my mind as I drive away,

'Cause none of us thought it was gonna end that way,

People are people and sometimes we change our minds,

But it's killing me to see you go after all this time.

"Why do you always have to be like that?" I snapped, flipping a strand of black hair out of my eye.

"Like what?" smirked the boy slouching next to me, his jade green eyes illuminated under the glare of the traffic light.

"Don't play that game with me, Eli. You got us banned from McDonalds. McDonalds!"

"Sorry." Eli replied, not sounding very sorry at all.

"Of all places…! We were just getting freaking hamburger and fries, and now I have to drive 20 minutes to get a Mcflurry!"

"They might forget." He said lamely, staring deliberately away into the windshield.

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest, annoyance flooding through me.

"They took our pictures, idiot. I thought I would die of embarrassment. "

"At least they aren't the only ones overreacting." He snapped, honking loudly at the driver in front of us when he failed to realize the light had changed within two seconds. I rolled my eyes again at his impatience. He glanced over at me with that sideways smirk that always made my heart pound, but now it just made me even more exasperated.

"You know, if you do that too much they will stay like that." he said smugly.

I unconsciously started to roll my eyes, but caught myself, feeling my cheeks flood crimson with embarrassment.

"I think your mouth is already stuck like that." I retorted and sneered triumphantly as his smirk melted away. He just frowned angrily and for a few minutes we rode in tense silent until I started again, determined to make Eli as irritated as I was.

"I never that you would be that kind of guy, Eli."

"What kind of guy?" he glanced over at me through narrow green eyes, daring me to say what I was thinking. Too bad for him, I wasn't fooled by his bad-ass attitude; I knew him far too well for that. I smirked back at him, saying exactly what I meant.

"The jealous boyfriend." I taunted. He clenched his jaw, and his smirk turned into a scowl.

"I am not jealous!"

"I suppose it was his shirt then, it was such a ugly yellow that you just had to punch him in the face?"

"He was totally flirting with you. Right in front of me!"

"So what if he was?"

"You're my girlfriend!"

"Who perfectly capable of taking care of herself, without any public embarrassment!"

"You know what, that's just the thing! You don't just take care of yourself; you have to control everyone else too!"

"At least I have some self control!"

"Oh, like your Ms. Perfect example now, huh?"

I turned away from him, glaring angrily out the window

"I'm not asking you to be perfect. I'm asking you to just act like a normal person and figure out what is worth fighting over."

"Sorry I'm not normal enough for you."

"That's not what I meant." I said quickly, giving an internal groan. I'm walking on broken glass now. If there was thing never to say in front of Eli, it was saying the "N" word.

He scoffed and stepped unnecessarily hard on the gas, causing me to get thrown against the back of my seat.

"Real mature Eli, let's get us killed."

"You would like that, wouldn't you?" he muttered, not slowing down in the least.

I flinched and fingered my wrists, feeling smooth, soft skin. The scars had almost faded, but his edged comment felt like a slap in the face. I have gotten teased before; this was a different kind of pain. I couldn't just shrug it off when he was the one who had put me back together again, even if it looks like it was done with duck tape and superglue, I am in one piece. I gulped and my eyes hardened trying making it seem like I didn't care.

Because I don't care…. Right?

I don't care what people think, I don't care what my classmates think, I don't care what my teachers think, I don't care what my parents think. Did I care what Eli thought? I have always been good liar, but I couldn't use the same tactics on myself as much as I wanted to so I know I do. Suddenly I need urgently to get out of the car because I couldn't breathe the tension in the air between us.

"Pull over."

"What?"

"Pull over."

He gave me a wary look that I pretended not to see.

"Why?"

"Now!" I snarled impatiently. Was it that hard to understand?

Obediently, he pulled over and I immediately jumped out of the car slamming the door behind me. Ignoring his eyes that so surely were burning through my back, I walked over to the trunk and pulled out my bike.

"What the hell are you doing?" he asked, confusion plastered on his face, mixed with anger and something else… guilt? I shook off the thought staring intensely at the ground, determined not to get lost in the forest of emotion in his eyes.

"Going home." I said plainly, wanting to give him the same one-and-two syllable answers I get when he's mad.

"In the middle of the night."

"Yeah." I said jumping on my bike, pretending I didn't hear the concern in his voice.

"It will take you a while to get home by bike."

"Thanks, Mom, I'll keep that in mind."

I finally looked up, and for a heartbeat we just stood there like idiots, standing on the side of the road and staring at each other. I didn't speak, locking my royal blue eyes with his dark emerald ones. I saw more things there then I could ever try to understand, and found myself wondering for the millionth time what went through his mind.

"That's dangerous…." He started, shifting his weight from one foot to another. I didn't give him the advantage of finishing.

"Like you care." I snap, riding away as fast as possible, desperate to leave the insults behind, desperate to leave Eli behind.