[CLOSED] and tomorrow-

[taiken blair ballad]

She smiled over at him, shaking her head. She didnt want him to go, not with that horrible news headline. She felt safe with him around, like no one could come snatch her up. But if someone did, he wouldn't care, right? He wasn't Sullivan. He had to reason to care. She decided he must have something to do, and was hinting at her to leave.

"I uh.." She checked her phone quickly. "I got a doctor's appointment in a little while." She mumbled, sliding out of her seat. She grabbed her bag, tossing it over her shoulder. "It was nice meeting you.." She turned and started out the door, adjusting the layers of her poofy skirt.

[damian cole sullivan]

Oddly, Damian wished she hadn't gone. He left his half drank shake, and followed out the door after her. "I didn't make you uncomfortable did I?" he asked catching up to her. Why was he doing this? He usually didn't care if girls thought he was weird, or if they were scared of him. "I.. this is weird.." he mumbled to himself, letting the girl walk forward as he stood there. He wasn't sure if he should catch back up to her or not. Would she call the cops? She had every reason to.

"I'm sorry if I did anything to make you uncomfortable..." I usually don't crush on teenagers He thought and shook his head, not liking the word crush. That was for highschool and he was out of highschool. But she wasn't. Damian chewed on the inside of his cheek as he walked beside her, still waiting for a responce of some sort.

[taiken blair ballad]

"No, you didn't make me uncomfortable. I just have to go get my wrist fixed. I broke it a few years ago, and they said I still have a rock in there, so they're gonna cut it out." She looked up at him, a blush creeping across her cheeks before she looked away, toying with a keychain on her bag.

"This is kinda weird.. But only cause I'd never make friends with someone as old as Sully. He says I'm too immature for that." She started to play with her skirt again, wondering if 'friend' was even the right word to use. More like 'guy I could potentally end up liking'. She pulled her ponytail over her shoulder, running her fingers through it.

[damian cole sullivan]

"Oh, okay." He smiled with a sigh of relief. She looked older than highschool though. That still didn't make it right. He was fed up with thinking of how wrong this was, even bout her. He just wanted it to all stop. "I could.. uh give you a ride? If you want.." He offered, looking at his truck as they passed it. It was pretty old, but it was still in good condition and Damian loved it.

"Heh, yeah.. being twenty makes me kinda old.." He huffed hasitly, not sure of what to say really. That was just something his mouth blabbed out and he had no understanding of it. Except to maybe get her age. He shoved his hands into his pocket, messing with his phone. "Of course, there's no telling if we run into each other again..." he shrugged, looking at her and then down toward the ground, trying to clear his head once more.

[taiken blair ballad]

"Nah. It's not that old. I mean, older than me. But it's not that old." She shook her head at his offer. The library wasn't far. And Sullivan would have a cow if he knew she was in the same car as a guy she didn't know.

"The library isn't far." She said quietly, wrapping her arms around herself. It wasn't long before they were at the front doors. She could see her brother inside, just getting ready to clock out.

"I.. you should probably go.." She said quietly, looking down at her feet. "My brother wouldn't be too happy about you walking me here." She reached up, wrapping her arms around his neck quickly before ducking into the library.

[damian cole sullivan]

"Yeah.." Jayden mumbled. Thinking of the age difference. He sighed, and looked up as the approached the library. He hadn't even noticed that they had walked this far, this quickly. "Wel.. yeah.. I guess I should." Her hug surprised him, and he smiled a bit as he watched her walk into the library. Running his hands through his head, he tried to clear any lingering thoughts.

Damian turned on his heels, and began to walk to his truck. He was still trying to rid his mind of the girl, but it was proving to be difficult. He stuck the key into the ignition, and turned the car on, pulling out on the street. Driving down the road, past the library and to his house.