Whoa. I didn't know I was going to write two chapters! But an idea came into my head. Lol, that's what happens! I get writer's block for awhile, then I get an overload of ideas.

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During my sobbing, the door opened. I looked up to find Daniel. He was looking at me with concern, but I barely noticed. I was too busy sobbing.

Oh, how I wished I could actually cry tears.

I was vaguely aware as I felt Daniel's arms around me, lifting me up before placing me on his lap. It was awkward, but it was what I needed. I buried my head into his shoulder and continued my embarrassing sobfest.

I didn't know how long I was like that, but eventually I started to quiet down. Then my brain kicked in. Why was I doing this? And how had Daniel found me like this? Why did he find me like this? Oh, that is so embarrasing!

I stopped sobbing and regained my composure. I looked up at Daniel. He was looking at me with concern, but he didn't look unhappy at all.

"I'm sorry. How did you find me?"

"I was driving and I saw your car and heard sobbing. Are you alright?"

I looked down, letting my hair fall in my face.

"Yeah. Just an emotional song, that's all." Hmm. An emotional song that could have been written for me, the way it felt.

Daniel's fingers touched my chin and brought my face up, sliding to my cheek and tucking my hair behind my ear.

"Are you sure you're ok?" His voice was deep, soft yet manly and somewhat husky. My eyes caught his and I was once again grateful that I couldn't blush. I also couldn't seem to look away, even though I felt my breath slowly leaving my lungs. Not that I needed to breathe.

"What? Um, yeah." I blinked, trying to clear my head. What was that about?

Daniel smiled slightly. I smiled back, feebly.

Not sure what else to say, we sat in silence for awhile before Daniel realised--

"Oh. Sorry. Um, you want your car back?" As he spoke, he tried to get out of my car and let me have my seat back, but while making as little contact as possible. I appreciated that he was trying not to offend me, but the no-contact thing wasn't working. He opened the door and tried to slide out from under me, holding onto the frame of the car for support. My body slid with his and we thumped onto the ground. Daniel landed flat on his back, while I landed with my stomach on his. Our faces landed inches from each other's. It was totally unexpected and very awkward. We both blinked, trying to figure out what happened.

"Sorry," I muttered as I jumped up. It was an embarrassing situation and I was eager to get away from it. It would have worked, except Daniel jumped up at the same time I did, throwing me into the car. I landed on the seat with an "Oof."

"Oh! I'm so sorry!" Daniel was standing near the car. We had finally accomplished our mission, me in the drivers' seat and him outside. It only took a couple of tries and embarrassing landings.

Very embarrassing.

First, I had learned that Edward heard me singing at the airport, then I ran away, then Daniel witnessed my sobbing about a song, then all the complicated landing situations. What a day.

I turned the key in the ignition and looked over at Daniel, who was still outside my car. He looked just as embarrassed as I did. But he also looked amused.

"Let's not speak of that to anyone, ok?" I asked nonchalantly.

"Ok," he laughed. I smiled and drove away. I knew I would be thinking about that later. About his eyes, his smile, his laugh, his voice. Everything. I just didn't know why.

Daniel's POV

Well, that was... different, I thought as I watched Ashleigh drive away.

I wondered if I should follow her. I wasn't ready to never see her again. I wanted to know more about her. I wanted to watch her speak, to hear her voice, her laugh. I wanted to look into her eyes and know she was doing the same. I wanted to tell her about my past, about something I had never told anyone before.

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