*CRYSTAL'S POV*

"You're helping me why?" My eyes shot daggers at Louis.
"Because I'm kind and nice.. unlike SOME people," He glared back.
"Are you calling me mean?"
"I'm calling you a lot of things."

"You don't know what I've been through," I murmured coldly.
"Excuse me?" He growled, eyes locked on the road.

"You're excused."
I grit my teeth when he smirked.
"Your tone is sarcastic, cruel, mean and cold. I like that." He took his gaze off the road only to wink at me.
"Not funny, Tomlinson." I spat.

"Shut up, I'm hilarious."
"You're hilarious in a parallel universe." I huffed.
"Be grateful I didn't leave you there will your asshole of a boss."

"Oh, please. He's not even half of what my family was -"
He looks at me sharply but softly at the red light.
"What?"

"Nothing," I stammered, my shy side appearing again.
"Tell me." His grip on the steering wheel was turning his knuckles white.

"Why would I tell you?" I asked.

"Because I want to know."
"So if a robber asked for my ID and I asked why, he would reply 'I just want to know?'" I remarked.
"No. I mean -" Louis grit his teeth.
"You're never finding out my secret. That's final."

Why was he driving me anyway?
I don't like him.
He doesn't like me.
That is final..

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