In the city of love. (DirkJake.)

Chapter 6

Hey you guys. It's been a whiiile, but that's okay. I've been working on multiple chapters so won't leave you guys with a cliffhanger like I did for the last chapter. So, please enjoy the next couple of chapters.

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"I just wanted to see you, could we maybe possibly reschedule and meet tonight?" You ask, speaking barely over a whisper. You could already feel him smirking over the phone.

"Oh really, does big-shot Jake English wanna see little ol' me?" He mocks in a accent that is beyond unrecognizable. You can't help but make a noise of shock. "What exactly is that supposed to mean, hm Strider?" You ask, trying to sound as smug as possible, in attempts to make yourself sound cooler than what you actually are. 

He chuckled softly, "Fine. I guess I could pay you a visit. Where is your place?" 

"I live in Adgestis flats room 482, the top floor." You say, you'd already memorized this information just in case he did ask. Not like you would care if he did ask you or not..

" 'Kay, thanks. Bye English." 

"Bye."  You hang up and smile widely, and clutched the phone to your chest, you're absolutely awestruck and you really can't help this feeling. 

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Fifteen minutes later, he arrives. He's wearing causal clothing and he looks amazing in anything, you can't believe it took you this long to realize how amazing he really is...you feel a draft on your legs and you look down..what are you wearing? Only the shortest of shorts seen in history! Why did you even own these? Remember to burn these later.

"You're looking well Strider." 

"Back at you, English."

You step aside to let Dirk in and he walks in, and eyes the place. "Nice little joint you got, a bit bigger than I would've imagined." He comments, "This isn't my house to live in, it's my Nanna's. Remember, she's sick..so, I'm just living with her until she gets better. Or until something else happens.." Dirk clears his throat, "Yeah. I'm sorry to hear about that." You smile at his sympathy, "Yeah, it's a shame-" Your ears perk up and you don't finish your sentence, "Uhm, excuse me," You say before you hurry out of the room, you rush to your Nanna's room and to her aid when you hear her violent fit of coughs. Quickly, you adjust the setting on her machine and watch as she gasps for breath. 

You see her lift a finger and curiosity strikes you as she points, "Who's this..?" she asks, when you turn around, you see the one and only Dirk Strider. "Strider! I told you I'd be back!" You say, you can't quite gather the words so you sound like a fumbling, stumbling mess. "At a loss of words are we English?" 

You shove him. "No." 

"I still haven't been introduced to your friend Jake," she smiles and looks at Dirk again. "Is he who I think he is?" Your face begins to burn, "What...what do you mean by that!?"  

Dirk smirks and pushes Jake behind him, "I think I am."

"Dirk!!" 

The two ignored him and conversed. "How long have you two been dating?" she asks, "Well, we're not dating, yet. But I do have my plans." Dirk confessed, Jake nearly died right then and there..

"It certainly was nice meeting you, Mr. Strider." Your Nanna said. 

"Please, call me Dirk."