"I'm sure you could charm your way into making her like you again".

"I plan to princess".

As the rain got heavier I chewed the inside of my cheek. I didn't have a jacket and I wasn't really in the mood to catch another cold.

"Should we just go back to mine?". I asked.

His grip on the steering wheel tightened. I wasn't really sure why. Did he not want to come?

"Are you sure?".

I frowned. I wasn't quite sure what was going on. "I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't sure. What's going on?". I ...