The Taxi Cab

There's an urban legend that's been circulating for years about a taxi cab that doesn't take you where you want to go, but where you need to go.

One night I stepped into this cab.


5. Chapter 5

I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing. I rubbed my eyes and grabbed my phone. Ethan was calling me. I watched it ring until it finally disappeared. I saw that I had 2 missed calls and a couple of text message asking why I wasn't answering him. Is he stupid?

I put my phone down on the bed and tucked myself under the covers. The sun had just rose and the dim light came through the window. I could smell what smelt like pancakes coming from the kitchen. I laid down in the bed for a little bit longer and looked out the window. After a couple of minutes I decided to get up. I went into the bathroom and ran my fingers through my hair before using the toilet. I washed my hands and grabbed some mascara that I had in my bag and put a little bit on. I walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom and quickly made the bed and cleaned up all my stuff. 

I decided that I would just wear the t-shirt for a little while because it was really comfortable. I walked out of the bedroom and down the hall towards the living room/kitchen. I peeked into the kitchen and saw Levi facing away from me towards the counter. He had sweatpants on but no shirt. There was some quite music playing from a speaker sitting on the counter and he was quietly singing along with it. He turned around and jumped when he saw me. He was holding a spatula and his hair was all over the place. My eyes scanned from his face down to his chest and stomach. He had a very toned six pack and was very muscular.

"Good morning." He said smiling really big.

"Good morning." I replied smiling back.

"I am making pancakes, do you want some?" He asked me.

"I would love some." I replied.

He put the last pancakes on the plate and grabbed two more plates from the cupboard. I followed him over to the small table and sat down in one of the seats. He put the plate of pancakes in the middle and put one plate in front of me and one plate in front of where he was going to sit. There were already cups with some sort of juice in them sitting on the table, along with forks and napkins. He grabbed a couple of pancakes from the middle plate and I did the same. They were chocolate chip pancakes which were my absolute favorite.

"Ah I love chocolate chip pancakes." I said as I cut into them and took a bite.

"I do too, they are my favorite." He responded, taking a bite of his.

 I couldn't help but sneak glances at his shirtless body as I drank my juice

"Stop you are making me feel self conscious." He said letting out a small giggle.

His giggle made me laugh really hard and juice shot out of my mouth which caused him to laugh really hard. I quickly grabbed a napkin and wiped my face and the table as I laughed with him.

"That was embarrassing." I said after we were both done laughing.

"You have a cute laugh." He said smiling at me.

"Aw thanks." I said feeling my cheeks get warm.

He stood up and started clearing the dishes. I looked up at the clock hanging on the wall by the table. It was a little after 8:30. He came back to the table as I stood up.

"I better be getting home now." I said.

"No don't leave, I like hanging out with you." He said as I watched his face drop from a smile to a sort of frown.

"I like hanging out with you too but I really think I need to get home and do some things for work and clean up my apartment."

"Darn I was hoping we could go and do something fun today." He said.

Doing something with him did sound a lot better than sitting at home and cleaning.

"I would love to do something with you but I don't have any normal clothes, I just have my clothes from work." 

We sat in silent for a minute.

"Oh there is a small clothing store right next door to this apartment building. I will go buy you something to wear." He stood up and started walking towards his room and came back with a shirt that he quickly pulled over his head.

"That's okay, you don't have to do that." I told him.

"I know I don't have to, but I want to." He smiled as he grabbed his wallet.

"Thanks." I replied.

"You go start getting ready and I will go grab some clothes and put them on your bed, okay?" He said as he opened the door to leave.

"Okay." I replied.

The door shut and I walked down the hall towards the bedroom I stayed in. I went into the bathroom and decided to take a shower. He had some small shampoo and conditioner bottles like the ones you would find at hotels. I hopped in the shower and tried to figure out how to turn it on. I always have a problem figuring out other people's showers. 

Once I got the shower on and to the temperature I desired I got my hair wet and quickly washed it. As I washed the shampoo out of my hair I thought about what was going on. Why was I so comfortable being in this guys house? I barely knew him but it felt like I have known him forever. I put conditioner in my hair and let it sit for a minute before washing it out. I washed my body and then got out and dried off. 

I ran my fingers through my wet hair and tried to part and style it best I could without a brush. I wrapped the towel around my body and peeked my head out of the bathroom door to see if he had put the clothes on the bed yet. Sure enough there was a some clothes laid out on the bed. He was fast. I walked out and looked at the clothes. There was some black cropped jean, a grey sweater, and some black slip on Vans style tennis shoes. I smiled at the outfit choice, he was pretty good at putting an outfit together. I remembered that I didn't have anymore underwear so I was just going to have to wear the underwear that I wore yesterday which is kind of gross but it had to work. I quickly got dressed and checked out the outfit on the full length mirror hanging on the inside of the bathroom door. It was an outfit that I would have never thought of wearing but I liked it.I brushed my teeth and applied some mascara and decided to just let my hair air dry, thankfully I had naturally straight hair.

 I packed up all of my stuff into my bag and walked out of the bedroom, making sure I left the room as clean as it was when I got there. I closed the door and walked down the hallway to the living room. Levi was sitting on the couch looking at his phone. When he heard me walk in he looked up. 

"Wow I am good at picking out outfits." He said smirking.

"Ya it is really cute, thank you." I laughed.

"No problem." He said standing up.

He was already dressed and his hair was done. He was wearing denim jeans rolled up with a plaid shirt and brown boot type things.

"Are you already to go?" He asked as he walked over to me. 

"Yes." I replied smiling a little.

"Okay lets go." He said grabbing a backpack and throwing it over his shoulder.

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