Later that night Dace showed up at my dorm room with a few movies. We were lying in my bed watching some chick flick that he defiantly had no intention of watching. He had his arms wrapped around me and my head was on his chest with our legs intertwined.
“Can I ask you something?” I said looking up at him.
“Of course, babe” he said.
“Why would Jake tell me not to see you again?” He let go of me and started to sit up. His face went blank and filled with rage.
“He said that to you?!” he asked.
“Yea..” I said softly.
“What a fucking asshole” he said. “Don’t pay attention to him.”
“You didn’t answer my question.” I said looking at the floor.
“Its complicated Taylor.” He said. What a bullshit excuse. I rolled my eyes at him.
“Then I think you should go” I said getting up and opening the door.
“You’re actually listening to what he said.!” He said standing up.
“No. I just want you to leave” I said.
“Why?! What did I do?” he asked.
“Why cant you just tell me!?” I yelled back at him.
“to protect you Taylor!” he yelled.
“From what?” I asked.
“From getting hurt!” He said as I rolled my eyes. “Just trust me okay? I have your best interest in mind.”
“Fine.”I said crossing my arms on my chest “but you still should go. I’m tired”
“Okay,” he said walking over and pecking my cheek. “Goodnight" he walked out the door as I shut it behind him.
