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Lyla loved the feeling of being in the boys arms, it made everything about being at the beach so much better. It changed the experience of being there to a less lonely one— which was also nice. The girl shrugged when he mentioned how he was sorry for her loss. “Thanks.” She said sweetly. Losing Lyla’s mother was one of the worst things the girl was ever put though— no, it was the worst. She remembers the day she passed like it was yesterday— she didn’t even get to say goodbye. The was in third period when she was pulled out of school early to find out the news, it was devastating, but it also taught Lyla how precious life was. There are times where the girl could remember all the good times she’s shared with her mother and smile, but there were also the moments that brought her to tears because she’d wish she could create more memories with her. Or, she’d wish she could share something exciting with her— she definitely wished she could have introduced her to Zeke, she would have loved Zeke. “Yeah, she really did.” she paused. “I’m frighted for the day people find this place.” She admitted.

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It was a new sensation to Zeke, being with Lyla on the beach at night. It was new setting that simply took his breath away, in the best way something can. Usually he'd be out at the party they'd left doing god knows what but for once he didn't want to be there. He didn't want the massive amounts of people and alcohol, he just wanted to lay on the beach wrapped up with her. Maybe it was all just because of the simple fact that he didn't feel so alone. "I think this place might have a way of keeping itself safe." Zeke said as he his arms draped over her waist. "Like I knew this park out in Seattle when I was way younger, I think the last time I was there I was five. I remember it being kinda like this; no one really came to it, secluded and such. It never really saw a lot of people asides from my parents and me and I think that maybe just the atmosphere attracts people who just need a getaway if you know what I mean?" He told her. Talking about his memories was odd but Zeke felt like if Lyla could share something as beautiful as the beach then he could share that with her.

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Lyla smiled widely, “Yes, because I’m a trained murderer.” She shook her head, and was still giggling at the fact that she could never hurt a fly never mind another person. “Well, get unprepared because I’m not going to hurt you.” She said, meaning it in more ways than one. She definitely wasn’t going to physically hurt him, and there was no way she would ever hurt him emotionally. The two were laying on the blanket together, and something didn’t seem right, but it didn’t take the girl long to realize what was wrong. She scooted over closer to the boy and wrapped her arm around him as she lay her head on him. “Much better.” She said softly as now she was the little spoon. The answer to the boy’s question was simple, and she was glad he asked. This was a great way for the the girl to tell him a little bit about herself. “Well, before my mom passed away, she use to take me here a lot; It was kinda our thing,” She told him, “She would tell me how she found this part of the beach when she was a kid, and she couldn’t imagine sharing it with anyone else— made me feel pretty special. And then after she died, I kinda made it a Lyla thing. I would come here to get my mind of things, and I’ve actually never shared this place with anyone before, but I couldn’t imagine sharing it with anyone else.” She said to him just like her mother would say to her. The girl hoped he didn’t find it odd she was sharing so much information with him, but it was the only way she could explain why it’s her favorite place to be.

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Zeke laughed at the idea along with her, of course she wasn't a trained murderer and he trusted her to tell her if she ever was. That thought puzzled him for a moment, usually he never really trusted anyone. From time to time he would put half his trust in people but never enough to the point where they could hurt time and now it was like he was giving her every means to hurt him but he trusted her enough to know she wouldn't. "I guess I can quit flexing for the fight I thought we might've had." He said joking around and letting the topic slide. The two lied on the blanket looking up to the stars and jsut before he was about to get lost in them, he felt the small girl move closer to him and wrap her arms around him. Instantly his arms wrapped around her as well as he smiled. "Definitely better." He said in agreement. Zeke listened to her reasoning and thought it was perfectly logical and adorable even though it still harboured a bit of sadness."I'm sorry for your loss," the boy began, "I guess she left you a pretty great gift though... it's kind of a first anyone really shares anything special with me." He said feeling a bit of a sting he'd made for himself when he thought of his own family and how broken they were even though they lived under the same roof.

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Lyla couldn’t help but laugh at the boys comment. “Yup, you caught me. I got us two nice and warm cuddly blankets so I could murder you.” She paused. “When’d you get so smart?” She continued to giggle at the idea of murdering him. She’d never want to hurt him, never mind kill him. The girl guided him to to the area of the best part of the beach. Everything seemed so much better there. The stars shined brighter, the sand felt softer, the rocks that surrounded made it more personal, and it was gorgeous. And the fact that some of Lyla’s favorite memories took place at this part of the shore made the place even greater. The girl walked to the center of the secluded part of the beach and stood there looking at the boy. “This,” she began gesturing around the area. “This is my absolute favorite place to be.” The girl laid the one blanket down on the floor. “And now I’m sharing it with my favorite person.” She said truthfully. It didn’t take long for the girl to confess how much she enjoyed the boy’s company— it didn’t take long for her to fall for him, so it was true. He was her favorite person, and it didn’t take long for him to become that either.

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Zeke laughed right back at her sarcasm and added; "Well mind you I don't know you entirely; you could be trained to suffocate people with your gigantic throw blankets." He laughed at the idea of the girl being trained to do that considering her lovely and adorable appearance. "Smart? I never got smart, I just got .. prepared maybe?" He said not actually having an answer for that one but he hoped it'd still work in his favour. The two walked along the beach making their way to the centre of it and soon enough the two of them got to lay one of blankets down on the sand. "I'm glad you could share it with me, I can see why it's your favourite Lyl." He said as he looked up to the sky, watching all the twinkling stars shinning down on them while the waves crashed near by. "What makes this part your absolute favourite place? I mean I know most girls would say the mall or their rooms or something but you chose here, liek not even close to the boardwalk, why?" He asked fairly interested.

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Lyla was excited to hear Zeke was happy with her choice. It’s been awhile since Lyla had been to her favorite place in Los Angels, and now she was going to share it with her favorite person for the first time. “Don’t worry, I know exactly how to get there.” She began, “And while you hang around me, you’ll be going more often.” She told the boy. The beach was one of her favorite places to be, so she would most definitely be taking him there more often. The two made her way back to the car, and Lyla began telling the boy how to get to the location. After a few left and right turns, a couple minutes on the local highway, and a couple of stop lights, they soon made it to the beach. She told him to go all the way down the road because they needed to be past the boardwalk. The car was soon parked, and Lyla took hold of the blankets that were basically bigger than she was. “Are you ready?” She asked the boy, ready to show him one of the greatest things she’s ever had the pleasure to witness.

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Zeke noted that Lyla seemed pretty excited about the beach, though it was understandable, because to most people, beaches were the best part of Los Angeles. The two made their way to the car and place everything in the back, and then began their journey to the beach. Once again it didn't seem to be quite a long drive, there were just plenty of turns that Zeke knew if he was drunk he would've thrown up but with Lyla it just made it fun. He was pretty surprised when the girl wanted him to go all the way down the road, when the board walk was the most touristic part of the beach, the rest was pretty much sand but he did as she asked. Once they were parked, the two got out, blankets and all. "I guess so, I don't mean to be a dick but it is just a beach right? Unless you're planning to murder me here." He said with a laugh, obviously knowing the girl could get a kick out of it. The beach looked pretty secluded even for the hour it was, there were rocks all around but it all seemed peaceful, and very calming. Much different than his memory of a crowded shore.

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This is the happiest Lyla has been in a long time. Everything seemed like it was finally falling into place for the two, and it was perfect. Her heat beat has yet to calm, because he kept making her heart skip a beat. Zeke knew all the right things to say, and it make the girl feel like she was on cloud nine, like she was the only girl in the world. The kiss the boy gave her made it feel like there were one hundred little fireworks setting off inside her. It was an amazing feeling— one like she hasn’t felt before. “Good, I’m pretty sure I’d be lost without you.” She confessed as she spoke softly into his chest. Hearing the boys question, she knew exactly what she’d want to do. There was this hidden cove at Venice beach her mother use to take her to when she was younger. It was always quite— never anyone there, and after her mother’s passing it became an escape for the girl. She went there when she was having a bad day, or when she was thinking about her mom, or even if she just needed some time to think— she was there. The water was never rough, and everything seemed beautiful there. Lyla never showed anyone this place, but she wanted to take Zeke there. This place was special to the girl— he was special tot he girl. “I have an idea, let me just get something.” She broke from the boy and ran upstairs. After throwing on a pair of sweat pants and a zip-up hoodie to be better dressed for the chilled weather, the girl grabbed two huge throw blankets. “Come on, we’re going to the beach.” She told the boy, holding out a hand.

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Hearing the words that came out of Lyla made him extremely happy. Sure he had friends who'd said the same thing when he'd gotten them out of trouble but it didn't mean anything close to what it meant when Lyla said it. Zeke enjoyed the hug the two were sharing before he figured the girl had gotten an idea and sprinted off to her room, he smiled as he looked up the stairs as she ran to her room and waited exactly where she'd left him. Soon enough, she came down the stairs in warmer clothing and two huge blankets. "The beach, nice pick" He said with a smile, as he took her hand and walked with her to the doorway. "You're gonna have to give me directions though, I haven't been to the beach in a while." He told her truthfully. As a kid, he loved going to the beach and only once did he remember going to the beach with his parents; it wasn't even worth remembering anymore.

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The car ride back to Lyla’s house felt a lot longer than it truly was due to the awkward silence between the two. Lyla wanted to speak with the boy, but she couldn’t find any words. She didn’t want to talk about what just happened because the tears would resurface if she did, and she didn’t need him blaming himself anymore. Lyla was at a loss, she didn’t even know how to start up a conversation. They eventually made it to the brunette’s home, and the girl invited him inside. She didn’t want to see him leave, the night was still young and she wanted to spend it with him. The boy began to talk and she listened— if there was one thing the girl was good at, it had to be listening when people were speaking. At first, the girl wasn’t really sure where he was going with his spiel, but she did think it was cute. The girl took her hands and grabbed his. She wanted to comfort him, because she was able to tell this wasn’t the worlds easiest thing for him to say.. and she wanted to show she was there for him. Soon, he got to his point and Lyla’s heart was racing. Her cheeks were a bright pink, and she didn’t even know where to begin. He didn’t know this, but he was already her protector. She felt safe around him, she was comfortable around him, he gave her that sense of security she needed. Before Lyla could answer, a big questioned popped into her head. What if this was pity? He just saw the girl at her weakest moment, and now he’s asking a very serious question— why right now in this moment. She pushed the thought away, knowing that earlier that day he said he cared for her— he liked her, and she liked him— that’s all that mattered. “I—” She was at a loss of words. The girl was usually full of them, but she couldn’t even think of a single word to spit out at him. “Well, it looks like you got yourself a partner in crime.” She smiled and brought her body closer to his, “Now, you’ll always have to protect me.” She smiled softly, so happy this moment was happening.

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After the long speech Zeke gave to the girl, it was the longest one he'd ever done not even his presentations in class were that long, he felt his heart racing. It was like he'd just hoped over three fences to get away from the police like he did in his sophomore year but definitely more satisfying when he looked up at the girl's rosy cheeks and adorable smile that gave him butterflies, even though he was too much of a wuss to say that out loud. He felt the edges of his mouth turn up into a smile, as she brought herself closer to him. "It's a good thing I'll always want to protect you." He said as he kissed the top of her head and wrapped his arms around the girl, feeling the connection between them instantly. There was so many emotions he was experiencing at the moment that he didn't know where to begin but that didn't matter because he knew they would have a lot of time to figure that out. "The night's not over." He said as he looked down to her but before he could mention anything he wanted he decided it was a protector thing to do to put her first. "What do you want to do?" He asked, feeling quite strange as that question was usually directed to him but he didn't mind, in fact he was interested.

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Lyla listened to the boy speak, and couldn’t believe he was blaming himself. This was in no way his fault. Who was suppose to know this was going to happen? Nobody. Nobody knew those jocks we’re going to mess their entire night up. “Zeke, you can’t blame yourself.” She spoke softly. “Nobody knew this was going to happen.” She said trying to comfort him as well as remind herself there was nothing she could do about it. There was nothing she’d be able to change that would have changed what happened. Being assaulted tonight was probably going to happen one way or another, and they couldn’t blame themselves. With the kiss, Lyla gave the boy a soft squeeze. She loved the feeling of having him close, it calmed her from the panic she had been in just a few minutes ago. “Can we please?” She asked about going home. “I just really want to get out of here.” She confessed. Her first party experience was an absolute dud, but it was one that no matter how hard she’d try to forget, she’d always remember.

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Zeke still felt a heavy weight of what had just happened, no matter what anyone told him he still thought it was all his fault Lyla's experience was ruined. It was another note he would write down somewhere, that whenever he took her somewhere new, he'd stay next to her until he was sure nothing would happen to her. It seemed like something so logical, he didn't know how he missed it. Before his thoughts could go any further, he looked down to the girl who was calming him down and some how just seeing her calm and okay again made the weight lift off of him. Though he wanted to argue, he decided it was better not to and let the girl relax him like he'd done for her. "Of course." He said smiling right at her, letting himself only focus on the girl and not the several faces around them. His arm wrapped around her waist and the two walked out of the house, leaving the smell of weed behind. Once they were in out they made their way back to his car and drove back to Lyla's house. Though it was a short drive it still felt kind of long because the two were awfully quiet. He pulled up to the drive way and the two got out the car, thankfully Lyla was kind enough to let him in again so they weren't standing out in the cold. "Listen," He began once they were inside. "I know tonight wasn't exactly everything I promised I wish it had been and I hope you know that." He said feeling his next words sitting at the tip of his tongue just wanting to say it but he was still scared. He didn't know how the girl would react especially after the incident. "I uh.. I don't usually do this," He began once again as he looked down to his shoes trying to figure out his words. "I'm usually seen as like a bad guy, sometimes even a guy with no emotion but I do have some emotions sometimes... and I know I have them a lot when I'm around you." Zeke pushed himself to look back up to the petite brunette as he finished. "Before the party, I think we basically figured out we like each other, and at the police station, I told you about those glass protectors?... Well I want to be your glass protector, if you'll let me." He said feeling his cheeks warm up as he bit down on his bottom lip, waiting for her response he so desperately wanted to hear.

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A small relief came over the girl when she felt the boy’s arms warp around her. She needed a moment to calm her breathing before she would be able to answer his question. Taking a deep breath, she tried to speak. “There was this guy—” She sniffled and tried to bring her thoughts together. The tears were still pouring out, but she tired to push past them and talk to the concerned boy. “They we’re asking so many questions, and, and I felt like I couldn’t breathe.” She explained, “It was like he was playing a game— he touched me— and I didn’t know what to do besides call you over.” Her sentences were very choppy, but the girl couldn’t think straight due to the thought of what happened taunting her. “I’m so sorry.” She cried, she felt like she had ruined his night. She just wanted to have a good time with the boy, she didn’t plan for any of this to happen. The boy left as quickly as he got there, and she was left with some girl she didn’t know. The girl was nice to her though, and did everything she could to calm Lyla down. The next thing the petite girl knew, she heard the boy yelling. Great, she caused a fight. That was the last thing Lyla was about. She hated drama and fights, she wished everything could be simple. But, this boy who hurt her deserved what he got. He was terrible to Lyla, and Zeke was just being a good date. Soon Zeke returned, and Lyla quickly wrapped her arms around him. She was able to feel a damp spot on his shirt from the first set of tears it received from the girl. “Why are you sorry?” She asked, “You didn’t do anything.” She spoke softly, just wanting him to continue holding her. It was true— Zeke was her glass protector. Who know what would have been happening to her right now if it wasn’t for him. She needed Zeke more than anything imaginable— she needed to be protected.

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Zeke felt her arms wrap around his torso as his wrapped around her waist again keep her as close to him as possible after what had just happened. "I'm sorry because if I didn't leave you alone this wouldn't have happened. No one would've touched you or hurt you, I didn't want anything to happen to you besides have a good time and if I didn't go get a beer you might've been having a good time... I'm just so sorry Lyla." He said feeling completely disappointed in himself for making Lyla's first party a complete bust. His eyes watched around the room as people went back to their chatter, obviously now making rumours or filling others in with what had just happened. The jocks picked up their trash of a friend from the pool and left the house from the back just like he suspected they would do. He kissed the top of her head and then leaned on it slightly as his hand rubbed her back. "Do you want to go home? We can go back if you want?" He asked just wanting to make everything okay with her, he just wanted to calm her down and protect her like he thought he could do.

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Zeke Matthews: A playlist. For the bad b o y who's only good for o n e girl. (with annotations)

// Bedroom Hymns - Florence & The Machine // Shades of Cool - Lana Del Rey // Are you Gonna Be my Girl? - Jet // Barbara Ann (cover) - Citizen // How to be a Heartbreaker - Marina and the Diamonds // Drive like I do - Lost Boys // Forest Fires - Lauren Aquilina // A Perfect Sonnet - Bright Eyes // Chocolate - The 1975 (acoustic rain version) // Cover your Tracks - A Boy and His Kite // Everything Has Changed - Taylor Swift ft. Ed Sheeran // Head to the Ground - Neck Deep // St. Patrick - PVRIS // Stuck on you - New Politics // Crash - You Me At Six // Can't Help Falling in Love - Ingrid Michaelson // Heart Out - The 1975 // Long Way Home - 5 Seconds of Summer // Kiss Me Kiss Me - 5 Seconds of Summer // Fallingforyou - The 1975 // This - Ed Sheeran // Thinking Out Loud - Ed Sheeran // You Had me at Hello - A Day to Remember // {{ LISTEN }}

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"Good." She replied with a smile, happy to hear that he trusted her. Upon entering the party, the two passed a bunch of people that Lyla either recognized or didn’t know who they were at all. It was weird, she was suppose to go to school with these people, yet she’s never seen at least half of them in her life. "Oh, uh, okay." She said to his comment about thing what was common at the party. It was loud, the lighting was terrible, and the girl didn’t even know where to look first being this was a totally new experience. But, she was with Zeke and she was safe and he would guide her. That didn’t last long though, because soon he was ready to go find the drinks. "No, I’m okay for now. Thanks though." She said before he was off. The girl scratched the back of her head as she stood in the same spot unknowing of where to go or what to do. She wasn’t alone long, because soon a swarm of jocks came around her. These are people she’s really never spoken to before, so she was quite confused as to why they were approaching her now. Obviously wasted, the small group of boys began asking Lyla tons of questions about herself, and soon brought Zeke into it. They didn’t ask about how he was or anything of that nature— it was more like questions about the two, and the questions were coming faster than Lyla could even answer. It was to the point where it frightened her— a lot. There was this one jock in particular who was scaring her the most. He became very touchy and began making statements to the other jocks like ‘I bet Zeke wouldn’t like it if I did this.’ And he’d touch her arm. He’d say it again and then play with her hair— again and he’d run his finger up her torso. Lyla could feel herself begin to tear, she was surrounded by these boys and didn’t know where to go or what to do."Please stop, let me go!"She cried. The jock said it one more time and this time he took a hold of her ass. This sent the girl over the edge and she was now crying due to feeling so uncomfortable. She used all of her strength to push through the wall of boys, she got decently far away when the room started spinning and it felt like she was drowning— like she couldn’t breathe.This wasn’t the first anxiety attack the girl’s had— it’s her second. Her first was when her mother past away from cancer when Lyla was twelve. The boy’s commented we’re circling her mind, and she was scared they’d come back. She wanted Zeke— no, she needed him. As the tears we’re pouring down her face, she called out to him. "Zeke!" She paused. "Zeke!" She tried again, unable to move from where she was from being to panicked. "Please, come help me."

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"Okay, I'll be back soon." He said with a smile as he left the girl alone to go to the kitchen. He figured it would do Lyla some good to go around and mingle a little bit, he knew he had left her around a few girls and boys who he was friends with who weren't that rebellious but who still had a lot of nerve to them. He got a cup of beer from the table a few people were playing beer pong on and laughed at their reactions as he watched the game for a few minutes, waiting to see how messy the clean up would be. It wasn't long before he heard a female voice call out his name, confused he looked up from the table and began walking in the direction as a few faces and eyes kept themselves locked on him; waiting to see what the commotion was about. As he got closer he recognized the voice and fast walked over to the girl, not caring who he pushed to get to her. "Lyla?" He asked panicked as he found the girl in tears. It felt like someone had just punched him right above his stomach but this was far worse. He took the girl in his arms and held her tightly trying to calm her down "What happened?" He asked as her patted her hair, looking around the room for culprits. They had not even been at the house for more than a few minutes and someone had made his worse fears realized. "Casey c'mere." He said to one of the girls who he knew Lyla would be safe with and could calm her down. "Take care of her for a second yeah?" He asked the blonde who had made her way hastily towards them and hugged the girl just as he had been hugging her. Once he was sure she was safe, Zeke confronted the group of boys who he was sure had something to do with what had happened. "Alright, I'm only gonna ask this once pigs," Zeke said in somewhat of a calm matter. "Who's the fucktard who messed with my girl? They must want their ass beat pretty hard." He watched their tough exteriors, obviously not going to rat one another out, but their eyes did it for them. "I think we have our asshole." He said looking directly at the guy all of the jocks were looking at. Out of no where, Zeke got his hands on the boy's collar and pushed him against the wall so hard he swore he could've made a dent. "Listen here you sack of shit, the next time you even look at her you are dead, and all your insufferable meat heads pals are dead. Oh wait ,there's not gonna be fucking a next time for you." He said as he removed one hand from his collar and clenched his hand to clock him square in the jaw, letting him fall to the floor and kicking him once as hard as he could. Afterwards, he picked him up from the floor from the back of his shirt and dragged him out to the back of the house where he knew the host of the party had a pool and right before the jock had a chance to fend for himself, Zeke pushed him right in. "You're lucky I don't drown you, you son of bitch." He said under his breath as he walked back into the house looking for Lyla. "I got it Cas," he sad thanking the girl and taking the petite brunette in his arms again. "I'm so sorry Lyl." he said feeling his heart race a thousand times per minute.

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As happy as Lyla was that she knew the two shared the same feelings for one another, she wondered what it meant for the two? We’re they now considered a ‘thing’, do they ignore the fact they liked one another, would Zeke ask her out? There were so many thoughts about the two running through the girls mind, but she did her best to ignore them— she knew he liked her and that was pretty perfect for right now. The girl thought it was a bit odd that he wouldn’t answer the question, but she figured it was probably best that way. Maybe she didn’t want to know what happened, and walk into the party with a clear mind. “Nothing will happen, and if something does I promise to tell you. Just gotta trust me.” She said to reassure the boy. Lyla looked at the party and back at Zeke. She couldn’t deny, she was nervous. This was her first party, she didn’t know what to expect or who she was going to see, but at least she had Zeke. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” She said, clearing not hiding the fact that she was a bit nervous now that they were actually at the party.

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"I do trust you." Zeke told her in all honesty but the problem was is that he didn't trust all of his friends at the party. Everyone there was a mix from the most popular kids at Melrose High to the delinquents, to the jocks, there were just a variety of people who could make her feel indesirable or like a nuisance and that's what he didn't trust. The brunet tried to calm down and figured that as long as he walked in with Lyla, arm around her waist people would know better than to mess with her. He smiled at the girl and took a deep breath as he got out of the car, and onto the other side to help the girl out of the car as well and placed his arm around her. Once the two were out they began walking inside the house party. As they entered they were welcomed by a gust of smoke, more specifically the smoke from a weed pipe and several pot heads sparking up. "That's actually not uncommon." He told her as they walked by. The house was pretty loud with the chatter of all the teenagers and music, the lighting was dim and only a few lamps were on to give the house more of a club feeling. "I'm gonna go grab a drink real quick, do you want anything?" He asked the girl before heading off.

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"Oh thank god." The girl said with relief. She was so happy to hear they were both in similar situation, both feeling the same way. The girl felt the little vibration if the boys chest when he laughed— it tickled a bit, and caused the girl to laugh herself. "Oh, you’re right, you’re right." She smiled with her check pressed against him. "You’re lucky I like you though, otherwise the sarcasm would be much worse." She spoke about sarcasm in her infamous sarcastic tone. They reached his car, and she couldn’t wait for the heat to be turned on. As much as the jacket helped, her skin was still chilled and she knew the heat would make her nice and warm. "How bad could a party get?" She questioned. She knew things could get out of hand, but nothing so serious that he would have to warn her. "I’ll be sure to let you know, don’t worry." She answered, although she didn’t really imagine something happening to her. "I’d be in need of you if something happened to be honest." She watched the boy as he drove to the party, and wondered if there was anything he didn’t look cute doing.

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He smiled at her relief, it felt like a heavy weight was lifted off of his chest and he could breathe slightly better, though he knew there was much to be done about what they were at this point but he liked the fact that he knew how she felt, now he was less worried about her finding someone better like people usually could do. "I'm surprised it wouldn't be worse because you like me." He said with a laugh, pretty happy about the fact that he had a pretty good response for that. Once they were in the car, Zeke made sure to turn the heat on even though they wouldn't be in for too long but he knew the girl needed it. "Well.." He began but decided not to mention anything as he didn't want to frighten her before the first party she'd ever experience. "Never mind but good, I don't want anything happening to you." He said pretty much letting his thoughts slip out. They arrived at the party and found a close parking spot, once he was parked her looked over to her and asked; "Ready?"

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Zeke gave Lyla a fluttery feeling— a type of feeling that the girl has never felt before. It was a mix of making her feel wanted, beautiful, smart, funny, happy, and most importantly special. It was the type of feeling where something seemed too good to be true, but really everything was perfect— and she could only hope that’s the way she made the boy feel. She wished she made him feel at least half as special as he made her feel, and half as wanted and half as beautiful. “Really?” She asked. “I was so scared you we’re gonna think it was weird that I wanted to be your date, so I’m really happy to hear you say that.” She confessed to him. She didn’t see a reason to tell him otherwise because she liked him, and there was no reason to say anything else but the truth. Lyla had nothing to hide, anything she was feeling she knew she could tell the boy. The girl felt the jacket go around her and she smiled and brought her body closer to the boy. “Gee, I’m glad one of us has a brain.” She giggled, resting her head on his chest very similar to the night after the police station incident. Lyla really fell for this boy, and she was lucky he seems to be there to catch her.

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"No not all," Zeke said trying to reassure her but he thought he might have sounded entirely too eager about it but at this point he didn't care about that, he was just happy she felt the same way. "I kinda thought you'd think the same thing for a minute or two." He said smiling and feeling quite relieved to know the two were pretty much in the same boat. Zeke was too used to not feeling a thing that when the time came that he felt emotions he couldn't control; he was afraid of them and Zeke was never afraid of anything. The two continued to walk in the cold breeze finally getting closer to his car when he felt the girl lean her head on his chest; it felt amazing. "Is that sarcasm? I thought we had to work on that." He asked giving her the same tone back with a small chuckle. As they arrived to the car, Zeke unlocked his door and got in to unlock the door for Lyla. "We're not too far from the party." He told her as she got inside. "But I think I should warn you a little, like things get out of hand sometimes but not often." He started the ignition and began to drive away from the familiar street and on to another. "If anything happens or you don't feel right; let me know okay?" He told her as he looked briefly at her and then back to the road.

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She was glad to hear he had the same opinion about parties, all that extra stuff was unneeded— especially if they were going to be together. Lyla noticed that Zeke was the nervous one this time. It was extremely cute, and it made her wonder if she was this cute when she was nervous. His reaction to her question was priceless, definitely something she would remember for a long time. The answer to the boy’s question was obvious, of course she wanted this to be a date. Sure, it wasn’t the ideal first date, but it was something. She took a moment to think about his question, would she look weird saying yes? She felt like she couldn’t say no though because her heart was screaming yes. She decided to be honest with him, and say the truth. No more joking tones, 100 percent what she felt and she wanted him to realize that. “Yes, I would actually love more than anything for this to be a date— or, well, you know, to be your date for this party.” Now she was nervous, and hoped he didn’t feel awkward or anything about her answer. Saying no would have been too hurtful, not only to the boy for shooting him down, but to herself. She would have been lying to herself if she said she didn’t want to be his date. The girl was freezing, but she wanted to look fashionable, and fashionable clothing wasn’t really meant for the winter. “It’s fine,” she said as she was practically hugging herself trying to keep her body a little bit warm. “I should have been smart enough to bring one out with me.”

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Zeke couldn't really keep lying to himself about this. His feelings for Lyla were growing stronger every time they spoke or he watched her smile or laugh. Every time they joked around and held hands, or every time they said goodbye it was like he didn't want it to really end there. Obviously he was worried when it came to Lyla saying if she would enjoy this being a date, because when it really came down to it, it was a question that basically meant do you like me in that way or what? But obviously less blunt, though he could've asked her that way if he didn't feel his throat get dry which caused him to trip over his words which then fuelled the knots in his stomach to twist and turn. Zeke bit down on his lower lip as he waited for her response, each second he grew more frightful. "That's great," He exclaimed after hearing her response that settled the knots in his stomach. "I was hoping you'd you know- want it to be a date actually." He said taking one of her hands in his, feeling the same spark he had that first time he'd reached it out to her. Zeke looked over to the brunette and felt awful she was out in just the shorts and shirt so he removed one of his arms from his jacket and wrapped the half of it around her, and with his loose arm, held on to her waist. "Well it's a good thing I'm smart enough for the both of us." He said in a joking tone.

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It was such a relief to hear that he didn’t look at her because she likes when things are special, and that wasn’t a special moment for him to have seen her body for the first time. “Good.” She said in a louder, more excited tone then when her question was asked. “You’re right,” she began, “But food and that stuff isn’t really that important. I mean, we don’t exactly need it to have a good time.” Date? Did he just say date? The girl was beyond ecstatic at this point. Maybe she was reading too much into the word, but she knew the word date came from his lips, and she liked it a lot. Lyla Montgomery was the Zeke Matthews date for the night, and she couldn’t really contain herself. “Date? Is this a date Mr. Matthews?” She asked with a little bit of a joking tone just in case it wasn’t. She didn’t want to seem like a fool who got her hopes up if it wasn’t. She looked down the street where the car was parked, and didn’t exactly understand why he would park so far away in the cold weather, but she wasn’t about to ask for an explanation. “It’s okay, let’s just walk a little faster, it’s chilly and I’m in shorts.” She said as she picked up her pace when walking.

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Zeke jumped slightly when he heard her more excitable tone, but he was glad to hear it because that also meant she was excited for the party and hopefully would be the whole time considering he knew how they could get sometimes. "Exactly, it isn't really the best parts of the parties anyways." He said agreeing with her on that, pretty thankful she was okay with no food being around possibly because he would've felt bad if she was looking forward to any. Zeke froze in his steps when he realized he'd actually said the word "date". It's not that he had a problem with her being his date, of course not but he just didn't realize he used it and more importantly he didn't know if she was okay with that. He turned to face her and said; "Well," He paused to clear his throat, "Would you want it to be a date Ms Montgomery?" He asked actually feeling very shy but trying to maintain the joking tone she'd started. Zeke was nervous, he didn't really know what the girl really felt for him- if she felt anything at all- and being turned down would be a first in his books. As the two walked on he remembered her outfit and said; "Oh yeah, do you want to borrow my jacket? I'll be fine without it if you want." He asked keeping up with her speed.

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Like when Zeke gave the girl any compliment, the girls cheeks became that rosy color again. She was beyond happy that he liked her outfit choice. The girl couldn’t wipe the smile off her face at his reaction. “Thanks.” She said softly, “You didn’t look right?” She asked, making sure he was true to what she had asked him to do. She didn’t have a problem changing in front of him, but she wouldn’t be the happiest if he had taken a peek. She knew he’d see her body when the time came, and as far as she knew it wasn’t that time and that time wasn’t near at all. And, if he did take a look there was nothing she could do about it— it just made the time he did get to see less special. “Yeah, we should probably get going. Don’t want to be any later than we already are right?” She smiled and began walking towards the door of her bedroom. “Thanks for inviting me,” she began, “I usually don’t get invited to these things.” She confessed. She wasn’t sure why she’s never really invited to parties, as much of a loser as she was she knew how to have fun— at least Zeke realized that. Lyla grabbed her purse before exiting the room along with her house keys, and she was finally ready to leave.

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Zeke thought the girl looked absolutely incredible and he was glad he was able to get his words to work wit his mouth in order to tell her even if he had tripped over a couple of them. Her smile instantly made him smile as well, as it always did but of course he was starstruck at this point. "I promise." He said placing his hand on his chest close to where his heart was, and he was being honest to her about it which felt really good. The fact that he didn't just care about sex or anything like that with her was just so new to him but he enjoyed it, he just enjoyed being with her. "Meh," He said with a shrug as he opened up the door for her, "I don't think anyone will really mind, as long as we get there before all the drinks are gone we should be fine, there's no hope for food at this point unfortunately; you know, high school kids." He said as the two walked out. "It's my pleasure, I wish I met you sooner or we could've walked in and showed off as a date a long time ago." He said not really thinking his words through as they walked down the stairs once more and out the door. "I'm sorry that my car isn't like right in front of your house, but it's like just at the end of street there." He said pointing to it.