Dean's pov
I laid back on my bed, my arm covering my face.
I didn't want to move, it was so warm under my 12 blankets, but the continuous beeping of my phone wouldn't let me fall back asleep.
"What?" I groaned, getting pissed off when I heard the laughter on the other end of the phone.
"Well hello to you too."
"What do you want?" I asked Cook.
"Just wanted to say hello."
"There you said hello." I almost pulled the phone away from my ear but his laughter brought the phone back to my ear.
"Someone's grumpy."
"Someone's being an ass." I replied quickly.
"Someone needs a nap."
"Yes, this someone does need a nap, which means you someone should fuck off."
"But this someone is not going to fuck off."
I grumbled, squeezing my eyes shut.
"I hate you."
"Come hang out." I opened my eyes again, staring up at the painted ceiling.
"I just said I hate you and you want to hang out with me."
"Of course I do."
I closed my eyes once again.
"You're cute."
I felt heat rise to my cheeks. "I have to go."
"Oh come on." Cook protested.
"My sister's calling me." I made up a lie quickly. "Bye." I hung up quickly and held my fist against my forehead, biting my bottom lip at the same time. "You're an idiot Dean." I muttered to myself and threw my phone to the end of my bed.
I'm sorry it's so short, I tried
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In The End (Sequel To Lost It All) [FINISHED]
FanficDean is happy that him and Ariel moved to Canada. LA was full of bad memories and he couldn't handle living there anymore. Canada is a new place for him to start over and create some happy memories, but those don't come easy.