Chapter 53 ~ He Finally Asked Me Out

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Dylan Cooper's point of view

Tom:

Just ask her out.

Archie:

Fuck, dude. u wouldnt want to see her with Troy, right?

They replied when I asked them if I should ask Lianna out. It's easy. Easy as trigonometry, The only thing is... I don't know anything about trigonometry.

And it's true. It's obvious Troy is eyeing at Lianna and I couldn't let him have Lianna since he already took my supposed lead at the Ever After Show. I've been the star of the show for 2 years. 16 and 17 years old. And It was the first and second years of my Modeling career and I'm already the face of the agency.

What can I say? I'm that good. And sexy.

And when my dad sent me to school to be "normal", as if that's any word to describe me, Troy took it all.

He's been very envious like a puny girl.

Back to texting the jerks. How am I able to ask Lianna out if she was already been asked out by someone? It's not like I can just stop them fro-- "Who are you texting?" Lianna brought me out of my thoughts, sitting beside me after she got a shower.

"Archie and Tom." I sighed, Which hasn't been very helpful lately. I hate these guys. They have their braind upside down.

Example: 2+2=?

You ask for a simple and straight answer:

Dude, 2+2 is not that easy. You just... You know put 2 and the other 2 together and it will make sense. You'll maybe get an answer of 4. I hope you get 4. When I got 4 I was amazingly happy.....

You ask for a very detailed answer with the simplest explanation they have:

Dude, It's 4. You got this.

And to top that, both of them. BOTH! I don't even get two unique best friends when it comes to crises like this. They advice the same thing over and over again! Would I ask for the second time if I wanted the same advice?

They're idiots, but I still ask for it anyway.

"You sure?" She waves a hand before my face, trying to get the sane out of me as I zone out again. "Or is it a girl?" She teased, tickling my ear with her index finger which I iritably stopped with my hands.

It's a good day out there, sun perfectly about to set, giving me the perfect amount of light to reflect on what really I should do.

"I'm so loyal to you I can't even look at girls' asses." I told her, not even bothering to look at her and glued my eyes to the sunset happening before us,

Duh? She just showered. I'll probably brand her as sexy. I mean, I brand her sexy at everything she does. Or worse, I'd probably think about what she did in the shower, how she looked like naked as the water run in her body, how she touched each part of her, how amazing her face is when-- "Really?" My thoughts cut off again when she lied next to me, while her head still towards me. Teasing again.

"Okay..." I decided to be honest. "Just a few really hot girls. I promise. Just the really hot ones." I said and she slapped my right arm and laughed.

"That's not loyal at all." She rolled her eyes with a chortle.

"Who cares? We're not together anyways." I said which is entirely and painfully true.

Not any longer, I'll make sure she doesn't go to any date, she doesn't kiss any lips, doesn't touch anything but me.

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