Maxine's Pov:
My eyes widened at the mention of that. 

A flat tyre?? Under the rain???

Holy Christ!

I rubbed my forehead nervously as it was getting too sweaty.

"Wh....What do we do now? I mean...how do we get out of here?" I asked him, and he sighed.

"Stay here. I'll be back," he replied as he opened the door and walked out.

Huh?

"Wait..." I tried calling him, but he'd already left.

What is he doing?? Why's he going in the rain?

I turned to see if I could look at him from the window, but it was clearly impossible because of the darkness. 

I panicked.

God! Please, make sure he's safe. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong.

After a while, I still hadn't heard from him, and I grew restless and decided to check on him.

I opened the door and got out of the car, and there I found him working on the engines.
Huh? I thought he should be fixing the tyres or something?

"Noah", I called and moved closer to him, feeling a little uncomfortable in the rain.

"Hey, what're you doing, Maxine? Go stay in the car. You shouldn't be..."

"I know, but you'll have to come with me. You can't be out here" I cut him off, shouting as a result of the sound of the rain.

"Don't worry, Maxine. Just go. I noticed it wasn't the tyres. So, I'm trying to fix this," he replied and focused on the engines, and I shook my head and went to stand beside him.

He looked at me and probably wanted to tell me to return to the car again, but suddenly he held back and focused on the engines.

I wrapped my arms around myself, shivering as the cold rain soaked through my clothes, numbing my skin and heightening my anxiety.

"You're so stubborn, Maxine. Come on," he said after a while and grabbed my hand, taking me to the car.

"Huh? I'm not going in unless you are," I replied and freed my hand from his just when he was about to push me into the car.

"Maxine, come on. You shouldn't be in the rain," he grumbled.

"Yes - and you too. Besides, it's late and dangerous staying out here. Let's go," I argued.

"Gosh! This isn't the best time for an argument. You might fall sick or something. Just go back to the car, and I'll work on the engines as soon as possible so we can leave this place. Please".

"Don't worry, if you're comfortable staying in the rain, then I am as well. I'll stay with you and watch you fix the car. I wouldn't want something to happen to you, and your parents would think I'm at fault or something. So..."

Before I could finish up my statement, he charged towards me with the intent of holding me and throwing me into the car, but I was fast enough to notice it and run away from him.

"Maxine!" He called and came after me, but I kept running, unfortunately falling to the floor because of my heels and long gown.
Holy Crap!

"Argh!" I groaned and held my knee.

"Hey! Are you okay?" He asked as he rushed to me and held me.

"Aww! This is all your fault! I told you to let me be," I pouted as I touched my knee painfully. 

"I'm sorry, but...Oh, God! I'm so sorry", he apologised and held my leg.

"Um...does it really hurt?"  He asked, obviously confused about what to do.

"Of course. Just take me to the car, please," I replied, like I wanted to cry, and he carried me up immediately and took me to the car. 

Perfect.

He laid me in the backseat, and I held him tight to prevent him from leaving again.

"I...I don't think I can stay alone. Please," I whimpered, and he stared at me for a while before taking a deep breath and sitting next to me. 

"I'm sorry. As soon as we get home, I'll give you some medications for it," he replied and brought out his phone from his pocket. 

He put a call through to one of his drivers - I guess - and asked him to come meet us with a car.

"Isn't this what you should've done a long time ago?" I asked as soon as he ended the call.

"Yeah...I thought there was a way I could make it quicker," he shrugged and snuggled himself next to me.

The pain in the knee had reduced drastically, but I just wanted him to stay in the car. 

We remained silent for a long while, the sound of the rain beating against the window glass. 

"Noah", I called after a while.
"Who's Audrey to you?"

Although the car was dark, I could notice he'd turned and looked at me - uncannily.

I heard him sigh and look at the ceiling. 

"She's my ex", he said.
"My first date - actually. 

"We met in high school, became good friends and fell in love. We dated for quite a long time, but...things didn't work out anymore. So, we had to split up. She left for Paris, and this is the first time I'm seeing her in five years," he concluded, and I cogitated on it, building a little silence.

"But...do you still love her?" I asked, unruffled, but he didn't reply immediately.

"Well...whatever happened between us is in the past. She's my past now - my ex. I don't love her anymore," he replied, and I sat up to sit closer to him.

"Y...You don't love her anymore?" I asked, and he looked at me and nodded.
His eyes gleamed, and despite the darkness in the car, I was still able to see his face as he stared into mine.

"If..." I tried to speak out but paused and sighed.

"If you were asked to choose between us", I continued.
"Who would it be?" 

He stared at me, and I saw a smile creep into his face.

"Well...I'd kiss my crazy dancer," he replied and locked his lips on mine, and I gasped.