message to the heart [Wattys2015]

mtth// i love you

SIX MONTHS LATER

yo sprayberry

what

where is my lunch?

i'm getting it, i'm getting it, can you be more impatient?

probably, but my stomach is eating my insides and you're in charge of lunch

you're in charge of taking care of yourself

that responsibility went to my boyfriend, aka you, when we started dating.

remind me why i asked you out again

because you love me

do i? do i though?

if you don't love me, there's a conversation we probably need to have

i'm joking, of course i love you

i like you too

really?

i love you, i just like watching you get frustrated by my sheer awesomeness.

oh look, i'm currently SPRINTING DOWN THE FREAKING BLOCK to get to the comic book store to deliver you lunch

thank you peasant

mali, i'm considering murdering you

if you murder me, then i will never kiss you again

don't you dare

but i would

arhgaksjdjkknvksnd, when i arrive, we'll test that theory

carrie's here too

are carrie and mason dating yet? i set them up.

they say they aren't, but...

but what?

i kind of caught them making out in the back room

guess they can't say that now

egg sactly

i've never been more invested in a relationship

besides ours

well of course, ok i have the food, i'm here, i will earn that kiss that you refuse to give me.

i will blow my imaginary rape whistle if you try to forcefully get that kiss

how hard do i have to work?

i live by the rule that if you want me, you fight for me, i don't come prancing to your feet. i can't be the only one making an effort, you have to too.

whatever nerd

love you elephant seal

love you too

I smile at his last message, turning my phone off and spinning around in my swivel chair. The bells above the comic book store door rang as Dylan comes in, panting and carrying a Panara bag. He stumbles over to the counter, putting his elbows down as he tries to catch his breath. I smirk at him as his bright blue eyes meet mine.

"Thanks for making me run to get lunch," Dylan pants, pulling up a chair and sitting down.

"And I'm still thinking, where is my lunch?" I crease my eyebrows and look at him in a joking way as he hands over the bag, causing a grin to form on my face. Before I can even dive into it, Dylan grabs it back.

"Before you can have this, I need some sort of payment," Dylan bites his lip, looking at me. I raise one eyebrow before leaning across the counter and kissing Dylan right on the lips. His hand instinctively goes to my cheek, as I smile into the kiss.

"Really? I left for ten minutes," Carrie exclaims as Dylan and I turn to glare at her.

"I could say the same to you," I say, turning my chair towards her and crossing my arms. She looks at me confused. "Were you trying to get snake poison out of Mason's lip or what other excuse are you going to give me?" with that said, she turned a shade of bright red and left the room causing a laugh to escape my lips.

"I really do love you," Dylan smiles as I look at him.

"I love you too Sprayberry."

//this is the end of the story. i love you all folks, thank you so much for reading this story and indulging in my craziness. if you guys want, i'll write some bonus chapters of just text conversations. or maybe i'll host a one shot contest, idk. i do know this will be in the wattys so PLEASE VOTE!

xoxo gillian