It's a Middle School Thing

Chapter Three; Dominic's POV.

Chapter Three.

"Allison?" She looked up at me with a stunned look on her face. I got worried.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" I asked, nervous that I'd just screwed my plan all up. 


"Hmm? No, you didn't. I was just kinda shocked, because you're never called me Allison before. Just Ali, or Cali Ali." 
She smiled. She's so cute when she smiles. I was determined to apologize for how much of an ass I'd been this summer toward her.

"So I know that a lot has happened lately. I’ve made some bad choices. Like going out with Amanda and Morgan and liking Taylor, when I'd told you that I liked you. Which I still do, so don't get all worried. I was texting Taylor last night and we were-" She cut me off mid-sentence. 


"If you're gonna go on and on about Taylor, I REALLY don't wanna hear it. I'm not in the mood right now. Maybe another ti-" I grabbed her hand and entwined our fingers.

"Keep talking." I said. 
She stopped, looked down at my hand, which was holding hers, looked up and kept walking. 


"As I was saying, if you wanna go on and on about Taylor, I don't wanna hear it right now. Another time? Sure. But not right now."

"Well, I wasn't going to go on and on about Taylor. I was going to say that I was going on and on about you to Taylor." I stopped talking to look over at her long enough to see that she was blushing and trying to hide it.


"I was texting Taylor last night and ended up talking about how pretty I thought you were. She went, 'Prettier than me?' and I, after a while, said 'Yup, she's prettier than you.' That made her mad, so she started to go on and on about how ugly she thought you were. I asked her if she'd ever seen you before. She asked me to send her a picture of you, so I got one from Aria and sent it to her. She still said you were ugly. So I told her she's blind. I told her that if she'd like to say that you're ugly, she can stop talking to me. She kept calling you ugly, so I stopped responding to her texts."

"That's the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me,” she said softly. I smiled.

“So I wanted to ask you a question.” I said.


“Okay,” she said. 


“Do you want to go out with me?”