"Know what? This date is so pointless. I'm going now." I stood already when I realized I left something in his car on our way to the dumb boring restaurant. My JACKET.

"Go ahead and you'll never see your Juicy Couture jacket." He smirked.

As if it were a Juicy jacket.

"It's not Juicy," I rolled my eyes. "Can you just give it to me at school?"

He grinned, making me look like a fool once again. "You think I would actually do that for you? If I do that, that means I'm letting you go."

I rolled my eyes again and just sat back, staring at things behind Zach's face. I mean, I had nothing to do anyway, the food was disgusting and the place was totally boring. Candlelights and wine…that was the most boring place ever.

"Okay, I know why you left your jacket in my car on purpose," he finally looked at me intently. "You left it so when you get cold, I'd offer my jacket. But you see I don't have a jacket, right? You left yours so that when you get cold I'd wrap my arms around you!"

I stared at him blankly. Seriously? Was this a joke?

"If you want to touch me, just say so." He smirked.

I just couldn't believe what I was still doing having dinner with this guy. He was so horrible and annoying. I should've listened to my best friends.

"No, seriously," he rested his elbows on the table, looking at me. "Do you wanna get out of here?"

"Do I look like I'm enjoying here?"

He rolled his eyes, looking so annoyed. He scratched his head. "I was asking for a yes or a no. You really didn't need to say anything more than that."

"YES."

He stood up and grabbed for my hand, pulling me from my chair. "Come on, I know where to go."

"Wait, aren't we supposed to go home now?" I asked when we were walking to his car…where my jacket was.

He didn't answer me till we were both inside his car. When he switched on the engine of his car, he looked at me and smiled. "No. Of course not."

I rolled my eyes. "I'm tired and bored. Can you just take me home?"

"Of course not."

"ZACH!"

He just grinned and stepped on the gas pedal.

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We were technically racing with the way Zach was driving. I could barely figure out the buildings we were passing by.

"Are you trying to kill us?" I yelled at him, fixing my body onto the seat.

"No, I'm just trying to drive."

"Thank you for tonight, you may pull up here. Thank you. I can manage to go home on my own." I told him but he just ignored me.

"Who's going home?" he laughed.

"THIS IS KIDNAPPING!" I yelled at him again but he just kept on chuckling to himself, making me look like a moron. I knew he wanted me to look so stupid in front of him. I knew that very well.

"Just sit back and enjoy the ride." He said to the windshield.

"Yeah, I'll sit back here and wait for the Grim Reaper to arrive and get my soul." I said.

Zach looked at me disgusted. "Is that a joke? It's not funny."

"I'm not kidding here, can you slow down a little bit? I'm getting nervous." I told him honestly. That was what I'd been dying to ask of him ever since he stepped on that gas pedal.

He smiled at me while he slowed down the car gradually.

"THANK YOU." I let out a sigh.

He just grinned at me.

"Look at the road, please?" I rolled my eyes.

We didn't talk for the rest of the drive. Maybe I felt so nervous and weird just sitting beside him with stupid mellow songs in the background. It was just weird being alone with him. It was the weirdest thing ever happened to me, seriously. I wanted to come up with something rational to say but I couldn't, and it was so weird watching his forehead sweat, watching him wipe them away…we'd been there in the car for almost an hour without anybody saying anything…

"We're here." He said as the car pulled up to a stop.

"What is this?" I asked, annoyed.

"This is an empty lot, and you're going to have to get out of my car now." he said.

WHAT? Seriously.

"Get out of the car."

I knew it! I knew something was up…I just knew I had to believe my friends that this guy was just DELUSIONAL.

"Fine." I said through my teeth. "But if I get killed or raped here, it's not my conscience's that's gonna bug me all the time."

He grinned. "I don't have conscience. Bye." He said as I got out of the car.

I shut the door closed, hoping the door would fall off or something.

"Are you really going to leave me here, seriously? Don't you even feel guilty leaving me here in this empty lot?" I asked, crossing my arms to my chest, my eyes roaming around the place. It was some kind of a freaky place.

He got out of the and took something out of his pocket. Something like a knife, which he pointed at me.

"Oh," I rolled my eyes. "So are you going to kill me?"

"Do you want me to?"

I just rolled my eyes again.

He knelt down in front of the car and started hitting the tires with the knife. When he was done with the first one, he moved on the next, and to the next…

"What the fuck are you doing?" I yelled at him. "Can you stop that?"

He grinned when he was already finished with the last tire. "Perfect! Now I have the reason to walk you home. It's gonna be a long walk, for sure."