my sweet rose. BR<3KEN COLORS

part six

I pace across my living room as I wait for Damon to arrive, the first mistake he'll make tonight... Is showing up. I'm knocked out of my thoughts when I hear a knock on my door, and que Damon. First strike tonight. I inhale and exhale, walking over to my front door I look the peephole first.. Just to make sure. And, expected, it was Damon. I unlock my door and take a step back as I open it, Damon looks back at me like a deer in the headlights with a faint blush across his cheeks. "Hello, MC.." He says, "I'm very happy you offered me a second date! I-i take that as the first one went well, I did good?" He adds, the tone of his voice at the end of his sentence hinted he wanted confirmation. "Yes, you did good." I reply, taking another step back as I hint for him to come inside. Damons smile got bigger as he took a step inside, fidgeting nervously with his fingers. "So, what are we doing tonight?" He asks, never straying his gaze off of me. I huff, looking around my house as if it'll bring me an idea. "I don't know, we could watch a movie, I suppose?" I shrugged, not planning much for tonight. "I'd love to watch a movie with you." He says sweetly, not only his eyes never leaving me, but his smile never faltered either. When you mentioned a movie, to him, that meant sitting on the couch together... And that meant he could possibly get the chance to cuddle his future lover! He felt so giddy inside as he forced down a happy giggle. "Great. Uh, c'mom then." I say, gesturing for Damon to follow me as I walk back into my living room. I had 911 on speed dial, just in case. Never know when this date could go South.

Me and Damon took a seat on the couch, I had taken a seat on the opposite of him which he didn't seem quite happy with. His facial expressions made me feel so bad, damn those puppy eyes. I reluctantly moved closer and he did as well, already resting his head on my shoulder and we hadn't even picked a movie yet. Finally picking a movie I felt like Damon wasn't even paying attention to it, well, nor was I but still! As Damon rested his head against my shoulder I felt his arms snake around my waist. Admittedly it's sweet, he's really trying. But, god damnit he's a fucking creep! I mean, I don't go into his room at night? Then again, he wouldn't be in his room at night because he's trying to break into mine. Merely thinking about this makes my body tense up as I mindlessly grumble things under my breath. "Did I do something wrong?" Damon asks quietly, pulling himself away from me as a soft frown now replaced his former joyful grin. Why does he have to look so sad? Stop it! Put your puppy eyes away. Looking at Damon makes me feel like I'm a monster, so, I simply cover his eyes with my hand. "You didn't do anything..." That's a lie. "Okay, well maybe you did." I sigh. Damon reaches up and moves my hand off of his eyes as he simply holds it, brushing his thumb over my hand as he looked at our hands with a heartbreaking expression. "I'm sorry for whatever I've done, I really am. Could you possibly tell me what it is I've do─"
"Damon." I look over at him, and he falls silent. Listening. If it weren't for the stalking, and trying to break into my house every god damn night this probably would've gone smoother. I like him, honestly. But it's hard to pretend none of that stuff is happening. And I'm sure if I bring it up, it won't go well... Is the risk worth it?

Okay, we have a choice. Either dump him and face the worst, or talk to him about it and earn yourself a new boyfriend. (You're getting one either way, he will kidnap you.)
Oh, and the only options are the ones above. You cannot make out with him, I'm looking at you, Al. *cough*, *cough*