Crash Into Me Chapter 4

I peered over as I shut off my car and saw the front of my car was in the back of the person's in front of me. Not too far, but far enough. My front end didn't look much better than his tail end. I undid my seat belt and got out of the car slowly.

"Oh my G-d, I am beyond sorry!" I said as I saw the person whose car I'd introduced mine to getting out of their car. And there he was: blond hair, brown eyes. Ho-ly shit.

"Is everyone alright?" he asked.

"I am," I said as we both looked at the damage. "Are you?"

"Yeah, I've been in worse accidents." He ran a hand through his hair as he continued to look at the back of his silver pick-up.

"I wish I could say the same..." Sure, I've had my share of accidents, but none were this bad. But I guess if you're gonna rear-end someone... at least let it be someone cute like this guy...

"I'm Aaron, by the way." he stuck out his hand.

"Dayna." I shook his hand, and suddenly felt a huge smile come across my face as I touched his hand. I guess he felt the same way, 'cause I can't imagine two people who just got in a car wreck smiling this much. All I could think of was how much Hell I looked like...

"Well, Dayna," he moved closer to me, apparently to get a better look at the damage. Sure, a better look at the damage. Look all you want, I know I will. "I wish we'd met under better circumstances."

"Me too..." I sighed. "I'm really sorry about this, it was all my fault, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going, and-"

"Its alright, no harm done. Well, bodily harm - to us, at least..."

"Yeah, I mean, cars can be fixed more easily than people, right?"

"Yeah." he walked back to his car and came back with a piece of paper after a few moments. "Heres my insurance info."

I scanned the paper for a few moments, then went back to my car to do the same. "Here's mine."

"I'll call us some tow trucks, I know a good body shop." I'm sure you know a lot about good bodies...

"Thanks." I went back to my car and picked up my phone from the floor of the car. Must have fallen when I hit him. I looked up and saw Aaron pacing back and forth, his phone to his ear, once again running his hand through his hair and letting it rest on the back of his neck. I went back to the spot where we stood before and waited for him to walk back.

"They might be a while." He leaned on the back of his car. I sighed and leaned back a bit on mine.