//It's just another night and I'm staring at the moon, I saw a shooting star and I thought of you.// All of the stars-Ed Sheeran.

*Bella*

Once in a while, Daniel and Cynthia invites me to go out to dinner with them. Which I think was Daniel's way of helping me socialize so I don't die a lonely goon. But then Cynthia picked it up as a way of setting me up with another goon from her work or class. She backed down eventually when she ran out of new prospects.

That or Daniel told her to quit it. Now it's just us three, having a quiet time. Me, mostly just watching them both being cute together.

I was standing in front of my mirror, wondering if I should let my hair down for a change or pack my signature ponytail to go with my Jean and black shirt when Daniel peaks through the door

"Hey, I'm going to pick Cynthia up, do you mind riding with Iverson?"  He says and my eyes goes wide but before I could protest, he hold his two thumbs up.

"You are the best....Try not to murder him during the ride." And with that he was out as fast as he came. If he heard me scream, he didn't care. 

And this is how I find myself alone with Iverson again, this time in his car, I'm starting to see this whole thing as a set up, I mean why do I always end up alone with him?

The tension in the car is palpable. I haven't seen him since I gave him a piece of my mind, I can't tell who has been avoiding who and even though I felt a little bad about the things I said to him, I was kind of happy he was never around.

I never asked Daniel about him and he knew not to bring it up either and just when I begin to get use to his absence, hoping to god that everything was back to normal-here he is again like 'You thought, bitch'.

I'm taking solace in the fact that he doesn't look like he wants to be here anymore than I do, if anything he looks far more uncomfortable.

He can't seem to decide if he should drive with both hands or just one and constantly running the other through his hair and I'm enjoying the fact that I make him nervous but I don't like the silence.

"Can you at least play some music?" I say and the relief that gave him was evident. It's like he release a breath he's been holding all day.

"Erh...sure, what songs do you like? Ha.. hold on, I think I know the one." He smirk to himself as he goes through his playlist and turn it into a smile when he found what he was looking for.

I listen as the song starts to play and turn to gape at him in surprise and confusion.

'your hand fits in mine, like it's made just for me
but bear this in mind it was meant to be
and I'm joining up the dot with the freckles on your cheeks
and it all makes sense to me'

Really? One direction!

This were things we shared during our text messages escapade, which of course he divulged every detail to Jasmine and I became a laughing stock for it. Why the hell does he still remember them? And why exactly is he trying to remind me?

Since especially, Daniel spends half his time convincing me, he's not the same guy I knew four years ago.

What does these all means? Is everything happening all over again? I suddenly feel claustrophobic with him in the car and there isn't enough air to breath anymore.

"Stop the car." I say and he quickly lowers the music

"What?"

"I said stop the car"

"Damn it Isabella, ain't you...."

"Stop this damn car right now or I swear to....."

"Okay..Okay, I'm stopping" He says, navigating to the side of the road.

Nauseated I bolt out of the car before it even halts and run. Not seeing nor thinking, I just want to put space between us, I need to get away from him,but I didn't get far before two hands grabs me and force me to stop. I try fighting him off, but it's useless.

"What is wrong with you Blue? Are you insane? Where are you running to in the middle of the road?" he shakes me with every words but I concentrate of getting out of his grip, he releases me all of a sudden and I almost lost my balance, he tries to steady me again but I swat off his hands.

"You! you are what is wrong with me, showing up like this and distorting my life. What in the world do you want from me? Haven't you taken enough? Why are you following me everywhere?"  After waving my hands frantically in the air, I settle them on my hips and glare at him.'

"Following you everywhere? What are you talking about, I haven't seen you in ages!" He exclaims, frustration written all over his handsome face.

"You know exactly what I am talking about. Why are you here now? Why are you in my house, why are you staying with Daniel, we both know you can afford your own damn place, you drive a fucking Ferrari, Daniel drives a Camry and you are the one staying with him, oh yeah that makes perfect sense." I scoff. He takes a step back from me and shakes his head.

"You think I'm there just to torment you? You think I want to be anywhere near you?"

"You tell me."

"I'm not having this conversation here"

"And I"m not going anywhere with you, so let's cut the chase."  I stand my ground folding my hands across my chest like a petulant child.

"As much as I'd love, so love to leave you out here in the middle of nowhere, I promised to get you to the restaurant with Dan and that's exactly what we are going to do." he says, in a finite tone.

"Too bad there isn't anything you can do about it, I'm not going anywhere with you and that is final" I yell, and starts to move away from him. Before I take a second step his hand falls on my shoulder again, ready to fight him off, I'm caught by surprise when he squat down and circle his arms behind my knees, before I can process what was going on, I'm being drape over his shoulder like a rag doll.

"Put me down, Put me down this second or...." I shouts, unfortunately for me the road isn't a busy one.

"Or what are you going to do about it, Dan asks me to get you to the restaurant and I intend to do just that." He says carrying me effortlessly to the car.

"Let go of me, let go of me you bastard....." he opens the passenger's door and dump me in the seat like a bag of rice.

"There. You win." He says but I'm already trying to get back out. He wedges himself at the door and block my escape.

"When Dan told me he has a female room-mate, not in my wildest dream did I think it would be you." He says as he secures the seat belt around me. "I was as surprise as you were to find you there that day. And as for this.... this fucking Ferrari" He hits the roof of the car in annoyance.

"It's the gift my father gave me on his death bed for my nineteenth birthday, two years ago. A birthday he didn't even get to see, and that hence why I'm staying with Dan, does that make sense to you? Or do you need me to go into the details of the mortgage he left us?" the sadness in his voice drained me of all energy, leaving me numb and incapable of doing anything than breathe shallowly.

"You wanna know a secret? I don't like sport cars. But he didn't know that. I prefer them big but now I'm stuck with this because it's a father's parting gift. How many fathers do that huh? Leave their son with a fucking Ferrari to compensate for the lovely relationship they should have had?" He goes quiet after that but doesn't move and I just couldn't bring myself to look up at him. I've been such a bitch haven't I?

"I'll tell you my world doesn't revolve around you Blue, but I know you won't believe me. So there." With that he closes the door and walk around to the driver's seat, cussing under his breath as he starts the car and join the road again with screeching tires.

We arrived at the pub in silence and he opens the door for me with a set jaw. I want to apologise but just can't find the right words.

Daniel was right, everyone have moved on from that night or have bigger issues now. Everyone except me, and I'm beginning to feel selfish.

I'll tell you my life doesn't revolve around you but I know you won't believe me.

Why does those words sadden me? Because MY life still revolve around him?

"Thank God, I was about to send out a search party for you guys." Daniel approaches us at the car park, he must have been waiting there all along.

"Cynthia must be calling emergency right about now." He says, pulling me into a hug.

"Sorry man, we had to take a little detour." Iverson says when Daniel let me go and they did that amusing bro hand shake.

"Eiii..... you made it" Cynthia shrills from behind Daniel and lunge into me without warning, making me stagger backwards. I chuckle before hugging her back.

"I miss you." she says rocking me like the drama queen she is. She is the busy one,studying Dentistry and work part time as a receptionist at a dental surgery and almost never visit her boyfriend in his home. It's often the other way round.

"Hmm.. I miss you too." I tell her. By the time she let go, the guys were already moving.

"Hey Iverson, won't you say hello?" She calls to him and I wince at the name..

"Sorry, I didn't want to interrupt girls time. How are you Cynthia?" He asks giving her a peck on each cheek.

"You look lovely as always." he says making my friend pat her perfectly styled hair tenderly.

"Oh thank you." she says as he press a kiss to her knuckle, before walking away to join Daniel. Cynthia fall back in step with me, draping her hand around my waist and pulling me closer so we walk with our hips attach.

"So what do you think? Cute, isn't he?" she whispered for my ears alone.

"Maybe, please don't play the matchmaker now." I plead. She rapidly blink her lashes at me with a mischievous smile.

"I wasn't going to, might has well keep him for myself hey?"

"Ew, Cynthia. He's your boyfriend's friend."

"Yeah too bad. And I'm unfortunately in love with Daniel anyways, so.."

I shake my head at her. "You are hopeless Cynthia." She laughs, as we approach the guys. Iverson got a call and excuse himself while Cynthia quickly fall into Daniel's arms and I roll my eyes at them.

"Are we here to eat or watch you guys suck faces, because if that's it, I've seen enough episodes to last me a life time." They both ignore me as it is their usual.

*******
Dinner went well, thanks to Daniel and Cynthia who won't shut up for a minute, if they noticed the awkward tension between Iverson and me, they made no mention of it. They decide to take a walk in the park for the food to digest before we go to the movies

Daniel and Cynthia are holding each other like their lives depends on it-which it probably does. I walk closely behind them and Iverson is talking on phone again behind me. I take deliberate slow steps waiting for him to get off the phone so I can talk to him.

"Hey, you okay?" He asks as he fall in step with me, I see he's more relaxed now, funny how he's the one asking if I'm okay.

I smile. Genuinely.

"Yeah, I'm good. You?" I see the quick surprise that flicker in his eyes before he blinks it away, he probably wasn't expecting that reply.

"I'm okay?" he shrugs, I stop walking and so does he.

"Listen I...I want to... I like to say I'm sorry, about earlier, I didn't mean to cause you any grief." I say and he look taken aback once again, but quickly cover up

"That's fine. Does that means we..." He starts but I cut him off

"That means I will be less of a bitch, nothing more."

"Come on Blue, let's burn the past and throw the ash away, life is too short to waste a second frowning, no one is worth your frown really, and you look prettier when you smile, so why won't you want to smile always"

I know its a cheesy line but it still gets me smiling anyways. If only it was that easy for me to forget the past.