States Designs and Backstory

I get it ~ Texas and Alberta

This is about the relationship I mentioned in 'Tex and his trauma'. So that being said, this will include romance, so if that's something you're not comfortable with or not interested in you can skip this chapter. But yeah, I may make a chapter further explaining this event, although it'll probably mostly be about why Alberta and Toba did what they did in this.

Regardless, I hope you enjoy!

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Texas' POV

"Just admit it already!" Florida whined.

"I'm not gonna lie!" I answered him.

"Well you're lying to yourself then!"

"No I ain't!"

Him and a few others have been trying to convince me that I like Alberta for about an hour now. I don't know how they could possibly think that. The two of us are just really good friends.

"Tex, sha, no harm in admitting it. She definitely feels the same." Lou added to the conversation.

"Great! So then we're both on the same page of being friends." I retorted and she rolled her eyes.

"Why are you so stubborn?!" Tenn asked, annoyance in his voice.

"Because he's Texas" California very helpfully told him. I glared at her. "What? I'm not wrong, am I?" She asked with a smug look on her face.

"Whatever. That don't change nothin'." I turned back to face the others.

"Of course it doesn't, when does it ever?" Cali stated.

"Are you gonna be helpful or are you just gonna keep blabbing pointlessly?" I whipped around and looked at her.

"You want my help?" That stupid smug smirk. I regret leaving my room today. I groaned and and turned back, leaning into my seat. She clearly didn't plan on shutting up. "In that case, the first step is of course acceptance." She walked over. "Then it's getting the confidence to do something about it. A few ways we could go about that." I glared up at her.

"Please stop talking."

"Why would I do that?"

"Fine then, why don't we talk about BC?" I smirked. Her face went bright red.

"S-Shut up!" She quickly went into the kitchen. That takes care of that.

"BC talk is for another day, we're talking about you right now." New York stated. Since when did he get involved in this? I looked back at him.

"Quebec." I simply stated. Once again, bright red. This is to easy. I turned back to my beer.

"When are ya gonna suck it up and admit you're head over heels in love with her?" Al asked with yet another stupid smirk. I whipped my head up and glared at him.

"I'm not in love with her, that's for damn sure." Everyone fell dead silent. He stood there quietly for a moment.

"Umm, your- your beer." He quietly said. I looked down to see I had crushed it. Sh*t. I got up and walked over to the kitchen to dispose of it.

"What the he|| was that?!" Cali screeched as I passed where she was standing in the kitchen.

"No of your damn business." I spat as I threw out the can and started washing my hands. I don't love her. I can't. There's no way.

"Geez, no need to be so rude about it." I walked back out of the kitchen to see they had already cleaned the spill. "Like why are you so against this?" Cali followed me out of the kitchen. I started towards the stairs.