"..." Steve was just quietly waiting for you outside of your school function. Watching as you came out after saying your goodbyes to the boy he had asked to take you.

Steve was a classic private school rich boy. His parents never spent time with him, they just thought throwing money at him would make him feel loved.. So he had money.. Had money, lived in his house on his own and he had you. He knew he needed to treat you better however.

"...he likes you." He'd say after throwing his cigarette on the floor, opening his car door for you as he was going to drive you home. Steve would offer a smile after he had kissed your head before you got in. He wanted to spend more time with you.