We have been driving for a little over an hour, the low buzz of the radio is heard in the background along with the rumble of the engine. Most of the drive has had the same pine tree scenery. Not that I'm complaining, I love the woods. Well, when I don't have bad dreams about them."Why are you so quiet." Declan breaks the comfortable silence.

As we joke another series of knocks on my front door are heard from my room. Olivia looks at me and I just shrug getting up from the bed. We walk down my old creaky stairs and to my door to see who's here.Pulling open the door I look to see who it is. When I see just who's here, a smile simpers onto my pasty lips. The boy I've been worried about stands in front of me with his arms crossed, his soft lips were curved up, his cheekbones high.

As we pull into my bumpy driveway a feeling of dread sits in my chest. I don't want to go and I don't want him to leave. Willing myself out of the car, I tell him thank you and then head up to my house. When I get inside, I get ready to run upstairs just when my mom stops me."Ella Mae Emerson," She says, her lips curving up. "Where have you been?"

Ella's POV:It's been a little over an hour since Declan left for football practice and I already miss him. Just sitting in between his legs with my back against his chest and his fingers brushing along my skin felt special, safe. The way Declan makes me feel is amazing, he makes all things in this world better.

Declan's POV:"Get your head in the game, Anderson!" My coach yelled for like the hundredth fucking time today. It's getting on my fucking nerves.All football practice my concentration has been elsewhere, well by elsewhere I mean it's been preoccupied with Ella. Those big blue eyes were all I c