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the time comes - t h r e e

This one is a little bit different. I was requested to do Cowan, and I love them too. Here it is.

Rowan and Corey have a fight over who he really likes. / Rowan is 17 and Corey is 19.

Another day of filming for the sixth season of Girl Meets World had finished for the minute, Rowan was hoping it was the last for awhile. She was tired of seeing how Corey acted with the other girls on set. Maybe he wasn't hers, but she thought he liked her. Until there were rumors spreading everywhere about Corey and Sabrina dating.

God, she was tired of hearing that. Or seeing all the comments under any of her pictures with Corey saying "you two should date!" followed by "Rowan is too young for him!"

It was just two years. That's nothing extreme.

She sighed, closing herself in her dressing room, locking the doot behind her. Rowan just needed a minute to herself, just to sort things out.

Pulling her phone from her pocket, she clicked on Twitter, which really was a bad idea. She saw fans of hers arguing with fans of Corey and Sabrina's, saying how he's dating Sabrina, he's dating Sabrina, he's dating Sabrina.

She whimpered, turning off her phone and shoving it back in her pocket. Sitting in her chair, Rowan held her knees, closing her eyes.

"Row?" A familiar voice knocked on her door, and she knew it was Corey.

"Go away." She said quietly. She couldn't deal with anyone right now.

"Roowwaaan."

"Not now."

She heard a click, and then the door opened. She furrowed her eyebrows, standing up. "How'd you get in?"

"You gave me a key years ago." Corey replied, closing the door. When he turned to her, she started pushing against his shoulders.

"It was for emergencies!" Rowan yelped, her heels digging into the carpet.

"And you're crying."

She stopped, and turned to her vanity, wiping her eyes. "It's nothing. I smelled onions when I walked pass the kitchen.."

"We didn't have onions."

She sighed. "Okay.." And then pushed her hair behind her ear, plopping herself down in her chair.

He approached her, seeing hurt in her expression. "Row, what's wrong?" He asked, sitting in a chair beside her.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Why not?"

"Cor, it doesn't matter. Let me be."

He furrowed his eyebrows. "Yeah, it does matter. What happened?"

She shrugged.

He sighed, putting his arm around her to take her phone from her back pocket. Her cheeks flushed red. "Someone say something?"

"No, I've gotten used to them."

"Okay." He laid her phone down on the counter. "You've always told me everything."

Rowan bit her cheek, frowning. "I've seen the news before, Corey. Don't act like I haven't."

"What?"

"You and Sabrina. You're dating now? You didn't tell me that."

"Dating--?" Corey blinked, cocking his head sideways. "Me and Sabrina?"

"Yeah. It's everywhere." She stood up and sighed, running a hand through her hair. "I'm tired of hearing about it! That's why I'm upset."

"People really think we're dating?"