Imagine your OTP on a road trip, during a long boring stretch of highway person A, much to the annoyance of person B, starts singing along to the radio to pass the time, growing louder and more obnoxious until person B can't help but laugh and join in.
Ryder tapped his fingers on the steering wheel of his car, casting a glance over at Marley, who was staring out of the window and watching the casual tree go by.
The road they were driving on was a completely empty highway. Besides the occasional tree or animal, there was nothing around them. The drive along the road was boring and long—it was also hot and that didn't make it any nicer.
"This is boring, I'm bored." Marley said quickly and quietly, looking from the dirty window to Ryder, a frown on her face.
"Just a little bit longer and then you'll have things to stare at." Ryder smiled, staring at his girlfriend. "Be patience, young one."
"I'm older than you." Marley laughed, leaning over and pushing her boyfriend's shoulder lightly.
"Only by a month," Ryder protested. "And you're not allowed to hit the driver. That's illegal." He whispered, gripping onto the wheel tighter (although he wasn't actually using it). Marley poked her tongue out at Ryder and crossed her arms, staring out of the window again.
Marley was playing with her phone in her hands, tossing it back and forth out of boredom. Their road trip was completely boring—she hadn't expected it to be ultimately fun, but she didn't want it to be this boring, though. The anticipation of the trip ahead of them made the wait just a little bit easier.
She stared down at her phone and back at the radio, looking to Ryder again. He seemed more focused on the boring road than anything else that has was happening around him, so obviously he wouldn't mind if Marley started blaring music, right?
Leaning forward, Marley pressed on the volume button on the dashboard of the car and a loud beep echoed through the car, bringing Ryder back to reality. "What was that?" He whispered, looking at the gear stick before up at Marley, who was smiling at him. "Mar…"
"Don't worry, Ryd." She shook her head and looked out the window again, a smile still on her face. The radio still hadn't come on yet, and that was one of the reasons Marley hated the car so much—but Ryder adored the car like it was his own baby and Marley couldn't help but feel kind of jealous when Ryder would spend hours cleaning the inside and the outside of the car, making sure it was perfectly shiny. Sometimes it kind of angered Marley that the car got more attention than her… but if it made Ryder happy, it made her happy.
The radio suddenly turned on and the opening of a song came on loudly, blasting through the car and shaking it slightly. Marley began to bob her head to the music as Ryder gave her a glare. "Mar, turn it down!" He shouted over the guitar.
"No diggity, no doubt!" Marley shouted over the radio, staring over at Ryder. She did some daggy dancing as best as she could in the confined space of the car before singing the next line. "Yo, Kelebek, drop the verse!"
"Marley, that's really loud!" Ryder shouted, but his complaints went unheard by Marley.
Marley only grew louder, ignoring Ryder completely. He was slowly growing annoyed at Marley's obnoxious singing and dancing. He rolled his eyes as she continued to sing next to him. "Up the way, I put it on so perfect," she continued, smiling over at Ryder—who still looked displeased, "It's probably the reason all these boys got crushes!" She threw her hands up and danced again through the boys part of the song.
"Marley," Ryder said, taking one hand off of the wheel to turn down the volume before placing it back again. "Turn it down a little bit, 'kay?" He raised his eyebrows at Marley, who was now completely ignoring him.
"Yeah, yeah, she's up to the west side but the fat rise, there ain't no surprise, baby get you outta my mind. Gonna get down, so we can get- get the wind!" She sang louder, shaking her head to the turn of the music and dancing again.
"Marley, can you- can you maybe be a bit calmer so I can pay attention to the road?" Ryder shouted, not taking his eyes off the road, seeing Marley from the corner of his eye dancing crazily.
"I like the way you work it, no diggity, you got bag it up! I like the way you work it, no diggity, you got to bag it up! Bag it up!" She screamed, closing her eyes tightly and jamming out to the song playing on the radio.
Ryder rolled his eyes and hung his head back in his seat, knowing he probably wasn't going to shut up Marley's loud and annoying singing any time soon… and although she did look sort of adorable, it was loud. And Ryder was getting a serious headache from it.
The song finally came to an end and Ryder sighed, running his hand through his hair. Marley went quiet and played with her fingers in her lap. Ryder thought it might have been the end of her singing… until the next song came on the radio. Ryder sighed and whined quietly as Marley began to dance again to the rock song that was blasting through the speakers.
"I woke this morning and I couldn't find the words to say, so the questions you're asking, is how I'm gonna be who I am today," Marley shouted, flicking her hair back and forth dramatically. Ryder rolled his eyes and bit his lip from saying something… and maybe even smiling at how god damn adorable Marley was. "She's been taking prisoner for a week by her boyfriend, who just landed in from his flight in L.A. Give and take, it's a tricky situation, should I let her go or should I save the day?"
Ryder stared over at Marley for a second and sighed, shaking his head with her and singing along. "But it feels so heavy, like a freight train hit me!" They sang to each other, loudly and obnoxiously, almost bursting out into laughter but managed to stop themselves.
"I wanna be the superman, 'cause you're my Lois Lane," Ryder took one hand off of the steering wheel and pointed at Marley, who was flicking her hair behind her shoulder dramatically, biting her lip to stop herself from laughing. "Sometimes you gotta give up the girl, to go save the world!" Ryder and Marley both slowly raised their hands before slamming them back down as the song ended. They shared a look with each other before both letting out a small giggle of laugher. Marley opened her mouth to say something, but the opening line of another song began playing.
Ryder and Marley both exchanged a look before beginning to sing again, shaking their heads and flicking their hair dramatically just like before. And this went on for the whole car trip… and surprisingly, the car trip was the best part of their vacation.
This one is for the guest who requested this one in the reviews section of this thing! I hope I did it alright and it's not too short!
Also, the songs that I used were: 'No Diggity' by Third D3gree and 'Give Up The Girl' by Reece Mastin (they're both Australian, by the way…)
-Camryn xx