Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese *STARE*
Was Beezus seriously so daft that she couldn't understand why that would bother him? Really? Pinching the bridge of his nose, Dylan could feel it coming. He was about to over-share. It was obvious in the way his throat felt like it was close to closing up entirely. The truth...
It was going to be a mistake...but there was no stopping the words that, with impressive force, were suddenly bursting out of his mouth. "Because I'm jealous!"
ANOTHER AWKWARD PAUSE, FTW.
Yes, there had been no stopping that omission...but he stood his ground. There would be no showing weakness right now. Not in front of her...and NOT when he'd just blurted that out. And...while the Captain was making the biggest mistake of the year...Why not say more?
In fact, why not put everything out there?
When he spoke, the Slytherin's tone was grave. "I have NOT been seeing her...but since we're getting everything out in the open...I'll be honest." Some face-rubbing inserted here. "She showed me things...and I looked...but when it came to that point, I did not want it. I DO NOT want that."
And on another note..."I don't care if she has red hair! I don't want her because she isn't you..."
Pfft! He didn't even care anymore. And if he were being honest with himself, he felt lighter than he had in a long while. Even with all his parent problems, the Slytherin had needed to get that out. It'd been festering for too long...like a nasty disease...And Dylan was done. Totally done.
All he wanted was to go separate ways...if that's what it was going to be. He had too much to do these days that he couldn't focus on the small stuff. So, if it was going to be over...let it FINALLY be over.
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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