Chapter 43

Maya's P.O.V

An hour later, we managed to escape his friends and was now driving down a nonfamiliar route as he held me by the hand. Ain't No Mountain High Enough by Marvin Gaye was blasting through his car speakers as he sat in the driver's seat, horribly lip-syncing to the music.

The overwhelming happiness I was currently feeling soaked through my bones as I tried to savor it all. At this very moment, I wasn't thinking about any deadlines or homework, and it was all because of him. He's the only person that can make my mind and body relax.

I sat back on the chair, feeling myself moving to the music for a bit before I closed my eyes, taking a lung full of fresh air. The window was opened and we relished the roaring wind that blew against my hair and whistled in my ear.

"Are you sure this is the right way?" I asked, "there's barely any cars anymore."

"Trust me, I know where I'm going."

"I hope that's true because the last thing I want is to be stuck in the middle of nowhere with you."