It was chilly and it was late.
I was just leaving the best fucking concert known to man the Honda Civic concert when I saw a huddled lump of man.
I rolled down my car window a bit and raised a brow at the lonely fellow.
"Hellooooo?" I called trying to catch his attention.
He stayed curled up in a little ball with no movement.
"Hey, dude!" I called a bit louder.
Yes, I was being a crazy idiot tonight talking to a random stranger... With a beard.
Never trust a bearded man.
Unless they have candy... Or they're hot. Which in that case they'd be considered man candy, but that's beside the point.
"Yo sucka! I be talkin' to you!" I hollered like an idiot.
Okay, so I was sugar high.
It was my birthday and cupcakes were involved.
Luckily, or unluckily if you're a pessimist and choose to see it that way, the man lifted his head and looked at me with a humorous baffled expression.
He was hot, I can trust him.
"Do you need a ride?" I asked with a grin.
"Um, well, I... I don't know." He said eying me skeptically.
"Oh don't look so wary. How often do you hear of women randomly going out and raping and killing men? Besides, it looks like you've got some pretty gnarly muscles, I think you could take me." I rolled my eyes.
"Well I am cold... And my friends did say they weren't coming back..."
"Hop in! I'll even let you play with the heater until it's nice and toasty to your liking." I persuaded.
He smiled and stepped forward under a street lamp, and it was then I realized who exactly I was talking to.
I struggled hard to keep my jaw from hanging open as Jonathan Jacob Walker got into my car.
"I'm Jon." He pointlessly introduced, extending his hand.
"I'm... Wait, give me a second to remember... Okay, I'm Celina." I replied giving his hand a firm shake.
Can I take back the whole 'I won't rape you' thing now?
Jon laughed as I pulled away from the curb and continued down the street.
"Oh, where am I taking you? That's kind of important."
"Unless you wanted to just drive around with me in your car all night."
"Well you do smell good." I shrugged.
"It's that Bath and Body Works. So irresistible, isn't it?"
"What can I say? You gotta love a man who wears body spray."
"Take a left up here." He said smirking.
I did so before striking up more conversation.
"So why were you left at the venue?"
"Well the four of us were joking around, and I mentioned something about how I didn't need those talentless douches and I'd start a solo project... So they pushed me out of the bus, laughing cruelly might I add, and told me to find my way to the next stop myself."
"And suppose an amazing and gorgeous girl like myself hadn't come along, how would you have gotten there?" I asked with an arched brow.
"They said I could always call them groveling for them to comeback and get me, but I'm too proud for that. Besides, I just knew I'd attract an amazing and gorgeous girl like you." He playfully wiggled his eyebrows at me, causing me to laugh.
"Well I'm glad we both agree that I'm superior in attractiveness and coolness."
"Oh, yes, of course- Oh, take this left up here- Now what about you? Do you randomly pick up charming men from the side of the road?"
"Nah, usually I pick up women." I joked keeping a straight face. "But like I said, it's the body spray. I could smell you yards away."
"I see." He chuckled.
"But seriously, I don't usually. I guess I was just feeling super nice today. It is my birthday after all."
"Really?! Happy Birthday! Why didn't you say so sooner?"
"Well I don't know about you Jon, but when a stranger gets into your car you usually don't start off by saying 'It's my birthday!'"
"Psh, you don't know about me, because I totally would've."
I shook my head, struggling to contain a smile.
"Take a left." He directed again. "Did you like the show?"
"Well duh. I don't think I'd give the bassist a lift if I thought his band sucked."
"And I thought you were a genuinely kind hearted person." He gasped.
"Who's genuinely kind hearted anymore? This is America, Jon." I pointed out like it should've been obvious.
"Silly me. Take a left."
I did so, but moments later slowly turned to face him.
"That's four lefts." I said flatly.
"And?"
"That makes a square!"
"Oops?"
"Oops my ass, Walker! You're such a player." I laughed.
"Well... I needed time to think of what to give you for your birthday."
"Did you come up with something yet?"
"Drive me to the Holiday Inn and I'll give it to you... Okay, I didn't mean it that way. I meant that's where my band is staying, and I'll give it to you when I get out." He clarified rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
"Jon, you're such an idiot. The hotel was like a block away from the venue. You could've walked." I teased passing our original starting point.
"Well I didn't know that! It's not like I'm from around here! And besides, do you think I'd pass up a chance to ride around with you?"
I blushed and kept my mouth shut until I pulled up infront of the Holiday Inn.
Quickly Jon pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and scribbled something down on it with a stray pen.
"Here."
"Your number? This gift sucks!" I snickered.
"Hey, if you're lucky I'll take you out to lunch tomorrow before we leave."
"How considerate. How can I be sure this is really your number?"
"You pick up strange men off of sidewalks, shouldn't you be a little more trusting?" He questioned climbing out of my car.
"I'm a complicated girl. Stay safe, don't let the boys smother you in your sleep or anything."
"I'll try." He promised shutting the door and walking away.
Anxiously I pulled out my cell phone and punched in the seven digits on the wrinkley paper.
"Miss me already?" Jon questioned with out a greeting.
You could practically hear the smirk in his voice.
"Pfft, no. I was just making sure it was you... You know, so I can bill you for the gas you wasted making me drive around in a pointless circle."
"Goodnight Celina." He chuckled.
I could hear muffled voices from the other line.
"What? Yes, it's a girl. Shut up Brendon! Sorry about that. See you tomorrow."
"Yeah... See you tomorrow."
Jon hung up and I was dumb founded.
I squealed and did an illegal U-turn headed home.
I'm not gonna lie, that probably was the best birthday present ever.
You spin me right round, baby
Yeah, wasn't that great... But anyway, rate/message/pick?
Celina is the essence of rad, so you should probably go check her out too.
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