Song- Maybe IDK By: Jon Bellion

Rey sat in the Porsche, her hands drifting over the sleek steering wheel. After an hour of ranting to Rose about the whole situation and three more hours of work she was exhausted. It was around 12 AM, and a new phone sat in Rey's hand.

Part of her was angry that this arse thinks she'd accept a phone, and a bloody car. Kylo Ren made her blood boil in both hatred and fascination.

The screen opened, a passcode not yet made. Rey clicked on the phone app, finding the contacts. Of course his phone number sat on the screen, the only one entered so far.

"The nerve of this twat." She grunted, her finger hovering over the call button.

How desperate she wanted to yell in this mans face, pin him against a wall, and... Now her minds wandering too far. Her cheeks were a wild red as she let out a frustrated scream.

"Okay Rey you can do this. You're an independent woman, and he's an arrogant, handsome millionaire." It sounded better in her head.

She took a breath and held it in as she pushed the button and held the phone to her ear. It rang for a few unbearable second, becoming silent. Suddenly she heard his dark voice, a smile in his tone as he said hello.

"Kylo?" Rey questioned, knowing it was a stupid question because of course this insufferable man was him.

"I see you found the keys." He seemed quite amused with his stunt.

"The keys and this phone." Her tone was bitter as she uttered the words. "Who do you think you are?"

"What do you mean?" Rey could tell he knew what she implied but the man truly seemed interested in her opinion.

"You find me trying to steal your car," Rey paused knowing this wasn't a conversation she wanted to have, but her words just kept coming. "And you do what any sane person wouldn't, and invite me to try again. I'll admit Mr. Ren, that I was interested in your behavior but this... This is too much."

Her eyes stared into the sky through the windshield, blazing with determination. Kylo was silent for a moment, for once not having a quick comeback.

"It was a gift." His voice was slightly darker as he spoke.

Rey's temper flared as she slammed her hand on the steering wheel, the horn blaring for a split second.

"I don't need your charity." She spat into the phone, tempted to end the call altogether.

There was a loud bang over his end of the line, making Rey jump in the seat. She could hear his ragged breath come nearer, the racket from before ending.

"Kylo, your car will be at the bar. I expect you to be back tomorrow to reclaim your things." Rey could feel the signature loneliness creeping back into her chest as the words left her lips.

"What's your name? I now realize you only know mine." His voice was now steady, regaining its normal, gruff tone.

"R-Rey." It dawned on her that this man, who'd been willing to give her all this, hadn't even known the simplest thing about her.

"Rey." He repeated, her body shivering as  the name naturally tumbled from his mouth.

They sat in silence, listening to each ragged breath the other released. Rey couldn't help but feel a wave of comfort, her eyes closing to imagine what he looked like in this moment. Cheeks red from the flowing emotions, dark hair wild from running his hands through it in frustration. She could perfectly see his full lips, wishing she knew how soft they'd feel against hers.

"Tomorrow." She was pulled away from her fantasy by his voice, making it all the more enticing.

"Pardon me?" She said almost at a whisper, her heart rate increasing.

"If you really wish to return the car I'll retrieve it tomorrow." He seemed less determined, which suddenly made Rey want him all the more.

"Oka-"

"On one condition." Kylo quickly interrupted, causing a relived smile to creep to her lips.

"And what would that be Mr. Ren?" Rey's voice became darker, listening for his response while biting her lip.

"Tomorrow. Give me one night; dinner and whatever that leads to."

Rey scoffed quietly at the thought. He was so confident that a few hours with her would be enough to lead to anything. Her instincts urged her to say no; to retreat to herself and build up her walls. Her heart screamed an entirely different story.

"What makes you think I want to spend time with you?" She tried her best to keep her words steady, not entirely sure she wanted to hear the answer.

"You're alone." Kylo seemed indifferent as he spoke, maybe because he felt the same way.

Rey was taken back by his words, flinching as if someone struck her. She had always had a gift of reading others, so her first thought was to retaliate.

"And you're afraid." Her words were bitter; far worse than his.

This time she had him speechless. Rey had gone too far. The call ended quickly, her hand limply falling into her lap as her eyes closed. As the first tear fell, she finally realized how alone her life had been. Maybe her instincts were wrong. Maybe she did need Kylo Ren.