It could be worse: A one on one (CLOSED)

She texted him the address.

He put the address on his phone and got on his motorcycle. He drove off to the place and parks his motorcycle and gets off, looking for Samantha.

"Oi, stupid, what took you so long?" she asked Hayden, stomping over to her partner.

"It took my like 5 minutes, calm down." He replied.

"Oh, yeah, five minutes? More like five eternitys!"

"Well, i'm sorry the place was so far away!"

"Yeah, fair enough. You missed the 'Me deducting everyone's arse off' bit, by the way."

"I don't care. So what's the case about anyway?"

"Another body, drowned. It appears to be a suicide but it probably isn't. Someone seems to be flirting with me, bodies everywhere, it's any girls dream. If someone's trying to get my attention, they definitely have it."

"No one wants to flirt with you, Samantha. Why do you always have to be so creepy anyway?"

"I'm not creepy."

"Yes, yes you are."

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are."

"Not!"

"I don't even care anymore."

"You never care." she said.

"Shut up, I always care about you."

"No, you don't. You barely know me and… and….. you just don't ever care!"

"Then if I didn't care, why am I here?! Why do I always follow you everywhere you want me to!"

"It's just…. you aren't….. you can't……."

"I'm not what? What can't I do? Tell me, Samantha."

"Forget it."

"No, tell me. Now."

"Leave it. You would better off not knowing it than to have me tell you."

"Okay then, oh and you don't know everything about me."

"Fine. If you're so unhappy here then just go."

"I'm not gonna go after you asked me to come here."

"Well you seem to want to leave, so go!"

"Why would I leave the love of my life?!" He yelled as he looked straight into her eyes, ready to be rejected.