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12. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞

"𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅, 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚
 𝑪𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓"

*QUICK A/N B4 WE GET STARTED: omg this is the LAST ever chapter of "Dumb & Poetic" like AHHH! i cant believe it, thank u so much for all the support and love, i rlly appreciate it alot! there is a bigger and better thank you at the end! and also the lyrics above this message defo fits cos this is the last chapter HAHA!

 anyways, for now and for the last time ever:
happy reading! <3

General POV:

It was the night of the dance and it was a big night. For everyone. Before we get onto bigger people, here's a side story for Winston. Winston spent his night discovering how shit he was at bowling and how Alex was such a fun person to hang around. They both went bowling because they thought it'd be a fun experience and better than getting in a super expensive suit and dancing at a shitty Valentine's day dance. If only  Winston had known how professional Alex was at bowling, he would've never agreed to going out with him.

"Oh my god! How are you so good at this? How is your aim so straight?" Winston said, laughing a little as he watched Alex throw a bowling bawl and hit all the pins, knocking them all down. Alex turned around and opened his arms out and stretched them into the air.

"Straight and me? We don't correlate." Alex joked as he took a seat next to where Winston was once sat. Winston got up and 

"Oh I get it." Winston said, his voice quiet as he got down low to try and aim to hit every single one of the pins stand there in a line but he ended up hitting only two. What a flop. "That's some negative correlation there."

"Ha, much like how you and bowling are correlated. You literally suck, Winston." Alex teased, pointing at all the pins that were still stood up straight at the other end of the room.

"Alex, come on! I'm trying!" Winston stifled a laugh before Alex poked his shoulder playfully, causing him to let out a huge laugh. He just couldn't contain himself - especially when he was with Alex. Maybe he was starting to catch feelings for Alex but he was too scared to admit it, not just yet anyways. Maybe this was part of his new regeneration - becoming a new person meant new feelings for people he didn't expect to have feelings for. He was starting to accept himself a little more every time he talked to Alex.

"So, why didn't you go to the dance? All your friends are gonna be there - Clay, Maria, Jess, Justin, Zach, Ty and Charlie. Are you guys beefing or something-" Winston said but was cut off.

"No, no. It's not like that. I would never beef them. It's just that I have nobody to go to the dance with and I don't wanna look like a loner stood in the corner of the room, watching like a creep with a gimpy leg, do I?" Alex said, sounding frustrated towards the end of the sentence. He was sick of feeling broken and had to let it out some how. He placed his head into his hands and took a seat angrily. Winston placed his hand on Alex's shoulder and he looked up at him and smiled. Winston was so caring right now which was odd.

"So, what's Clay's deal? He got so pissed at me yesterday, saying that I was calling him and stuff but I swear down on my mum's life, it wasn't me." Winston said, crossing his fingers over his heart and looking up at the ceiling before he looked back down at Alex, who was giggling slightly.