Sylvester Thorne

*theres a sharp turn up ahead and the street is wet* Sylvester slow down..

*I didn't hear you, too busy trying to calm down. I was going to crash. I knew it. The speedometer hit 160, and I could hear the tires screeching against the asphalt. I couldn't see anything except the road in front of me, and I knew I had to slow down, but my body wouldn't listen.*

SYLVE- *Before she could finish her sentence, we were crashing into a tree*

*I slammed my hand on the wheel, so hard it buzzed from impact. I thought I had told you to shut up already, you were on thin, thin ice. Just one more word and I'll-* Just shut up, damnit! *you can see the blood pulsing through the veins in my neck as I grip the steering wheel harder, my knuckles turning white. I glance down at the speedometer, watching the numbers rising from 90 to 120.. I shook my head, ignoring it. Im too angry to think about that right now.*

*I flinched when you grabbed my hand, but I quickly relaxed. Your hand felt so warm and strong. I didn't want to let go. I looked up at you, and our eyes met. I felt my breath catch in my throat. I couldn't believe how attractive you were. I wanted to kiss you, but I was too scared to make the first move.*