The Party At The Parade

Hmm...

Travis (Pov)

I dig my head into my hands, frustrated. Why can't I just figure out what the fuck this feeling is!? Everytime I'm even thinking about Zane my heart feels like it's on fire and my chest tightens. Everytime Zane gives someone special attention I feel as if I'm a piece of wood being carved, hallowed out. I sometimes choke on words and do some really stupid things. WHAT IS THIS!!! I NEED TO KNOW!!!

A knock on my door snapped me out of my intense thinking. Soon enough Dante let himself in and quickly shut the door. He looked straight at me with confused look.

"You okay, Travis? You've been kinda quiet lately," he finally said breaking the silence in the room.

"I don't even know anymore...," my voice dragged on.

"What's wrong then?," he questioned.

"I-I'm frustrated. I've been having this feeling around someone and I have no fucking clue what it is," I groaned lying down on my bed.

"A feeling hm? Mind describing it...?"

"It feels like I'm breathless around them, speechless. Like a stampede in my heart. You feel warm and fuzzy but also drowning if they notice someone else. Doing really stupid thing but if they laugh you feel as if you were Garroth being given a kitten," I trailed off.

"Travis... you're love. Wait if you're in love then...," Dante trailed on into a smirk, "Girlfriend~! Who are they?"

"What! I'm not telling you!," I shriek sitting up.

"Oh come on," he whined.

"No"

"Pls?"

"Nope"

"Pls... I tell you who I like," Dante said. Tempting but I still shook my head no, "I'll tell you and give you five bucks," he said reaching for his wallet.

We did our silent agreement after that he gave me the five bucks.

"On three?," I nodded.

"3...2...1..."

"Zane"

"Vlyad"

"Wait, what?" we said at once.