We were quiet on the way back, just listening to the radio. My panic attack had drained me, so I leaned my head back onto the headrest and let myself relax. I didn't fall asleep, but I rested, and felt happy that I could.

When I opened my eyes again, we were at my apartment building. It had been such a long day--I had gone to church, had lunch with Melanie, and then hung out with Josh and his friends. Okay, maybe it wasn't that long of a day for a normal person, but it was for me. Normally on weekends I would spend the whole day reading, or maybe go grocery shopping.

Josh parked the car, but didn't get out yet. I looked over at him, and he looked at me. 

Dallon sighed. "I'll leave you two be. Does your building have a soda machine?"

I mumbled a 'yes', and Dallon got out of the car. Josh and I were alone.

I didn't know what to do. I turned my head away, and Josh did the same.

It hadn't been a date, but it almost felt like one.

"Thank you," I mumbled quietly, feeling a little shy. "I had a really good time."

"Me too." Josh rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. There was a brief silence, and I figured he might be waiting for me to get out of the car, so I put my hand on the handle.

"No, wait," Josh said hurriedly, and I stopped.

"Tyler, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah..."

"Would you like to...um...maybe go out with me sometime?"

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A/N: Every time somebody reads this and comments but doesn't vote, part of my soul dies

that was prolly way too dramatic 

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