Dyllan's P.O.V
It's Sunday morning and i had nothing to do. I already finished season 5 of The Walking Dead. Yes, I have no life. I decided i would go for a run. I got up and changed into my sports, some joggers, and put my hair up into a pony. I headed down and bumped into Connor.
"Where you headed?"
"going to fuck yo girl"
I grabbed my hydro flask and ran out the door before he had a chance to speck.
I wipe sweat off my forehead, i stop to take a breath. I pant and take a drink of my ice cold water, before jogging lightly. I heard footsteps behind me. A loud noise went down the lonely road. I turned around but no one was there. "What the-?" I said while turning around but jumped as I saw a figure pop out in front of me. I closed my eyes and hit the figure with my hydro flask. I didn't realize it was Shawn until he winced in pain and I panicked. "Shawn?! Wha-Shawn!" I leaned down next to him, helping him sit up straight. I touched the bruise I had made when I hit his temple.
"Why did you hit me!!?" Shawn shouted as he pressed the bruise with his hands. "So that maybe the gnocchi could not come and rape you?" I sarcastically said.
"I did it because I thought someone was going to kidnap me." I said putting my hands up in defend. Shawn not even paying attentions to what I was going. "Don't ask me any dumb ass questions if your not going to even listen." I said rolling my eyes, as Shawn finally looked up at me. "Sorry did you say something?" He said with a smirk and sarcastic tone. I playfully hit him as he stood up. "Ow no, iv'e been hurt enough by you." As i smirk, "That's what you deserve for what you did." "Why do I feel like you are always out to get me?" He said as I shrugged. "Because your a fuckboii, and fuckboiis tend to break people's heart's, so maybe i'd break your's first." He had now a serious look. "Maybe the kiss changed your mind?" "I don't know how I feel about the kiss." "It meant something to me." He said getting closer, he put his soft hands on my red cheeks and cupped them.
Iv'e been having these feeling in my stomach when I'm around Shawn. I think he is having them too, because he has been getting more nerves around me. He never even cares about shit, why would he care about me? Right? His eyes were on mine, and mine were on his. I hate having these moments because it makes me feel insecure about myself. I slowly back away, trying to cover my face. "I made you blush?" "I don't blush?" "Keep saying that sweetheart." We sat down on the floor again. "Are you going to help me up? Or just sit there all pretty?" I laugh at his comment and stand up, helping him up as well. "I only whacked you face you have legs you can walk." We both laughed and started to walk again.
