He is your enemy and hates you more then anything, still he would kill for you.

You stay at the school parking lot waiting for your mom to arrive but like always she probably forgot you.

He sees you and when he gets ready to drive home with his motorcycle. “Hey! Loser!”

You look back at him.

“Need a ride?” he asks putting on his helmet.

You hesitate for a moment and then walk up to him. “Just this time.”