Chapter 11

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Boun POV

"He is so cute, everything he does is so cute" I was in Arthur's room, standing by the window and looking outside. I can see Prem power washing the exterior of his house. 

I could hear Arthur groaning in annoyance "don't you think you're acting like Dylan now, one lovesick idiot got cured now there is another one" 

"Hmm," even though I can't see myself in the mirror right now I'm pretty sure my face looks dreamy and in a daze because of Prem. "What can I do? I can't help it, he is just too cute" I'm pretty sure all my teeth are displayed because of my smile. 

I could hear Dylan slump back on his bed, I looked back just to look at him covering his ears with his pillow. I shrugged and stared at my love again. 

"How long are you going to stare at him from a distance, why don't you ever talk to him?" Arthur asked. 

"What do you mean? I talk to him every day, after school in swimming practice" 

"That's not talking, that's yelling and torturing him" 

" Torture?" Why would you say that? I'm doing my job" 

" And why don't you do the same to everyone else on the team and just with Prem" 

"Because no one else deserves my attention" 

"Are you even listening to yourself, only because he doesn't complain doesn't mean that he loathes you"

"Loathes me?" I'm kind of offended by that, I turn back with an angry face and stare at Arthur. 

"Yes Boun, think whatever, but this is the truth, no one would want to stay and practice till 7:00 pm" 

" I do that because I want him to be the best, and I do that because that's the only time I get to spend with him and talk to him, I may not say everything I feel about him but it's something" 

"Listen to yourself you dimwit, you like him but you still pick on him, what are you? 8? Did you even know that only boys who have a crush on someone will pick on them to grab their attention," 

" Shut up, I'm not a kid and this is not some elementary school crush" 

" That's how you behave with Prem" 

He is right, it makes sense, I scurry next to him and sit on his bed and fold my legs," what should I do? What else can I do to get his attention? I've never done this before and I still don't have enough courage to tell him that I like him, tell me" I held his shoulders and shook him," tell me, tell me tell me" 

" Urgh, shut up, do I have to tell you everything to you nutjob?" 

" You can help me out with this one," 

" For fuck's sake can you try and be a little nice to him,?" 

" Nice? How can I do that? " 

" You're hopeless" saying that he laid back on his bed.

" Arthur... Arthur get up tell me something" 

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It was the final night of the football season, Lincoln High is in the finals against Clooney high, the most aggressive dumb-heads in New York City, who were supposed to be in an asylum are put in a team. Lincoln High is strong too, but we don't play dirty, but Clooney high is known to play dirty. I really don't know how they managed to get to the finals without getting disqualified. Today's match is on their home field. So the whole school is going on the school bus to Clooney high. The team went in the first bus, the cheerleading squad, and the band left in the second. I could have just gone there in my Lamborghini but I wanted to try and be with Prem. 

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