Don't Love Me, Love Her!

Chapter 24

Dylan POV

I still feel weak....

I leaned against the classroom door in pain.

"Dylan!" France shouted.

"I'm fine" I sighed.

I shouldn't of been involved in her life.....

I'm making her worry too much and I witnessed her cry a lot.

"Please...." she started crying helping me with my balance.

"Thanks" I smiled weirdly.

"That was a forced smile" she sighed.

I fell on top of her.

"You were too heavy....."

She turned completely red.

I looked into her eyes.

"I'm sorry" I got back on my feet.

"It's okay" she spoke softly.

"France-"

"Did you ever love someone?" she looked depressed.

"No not really" I help her to her feet.

"I see" she hid her face from me.

I laughed at her expression.

"Stop laughing" she wined.

"It's.....just you act like a child" I laughed.

"I do not" she glared at me.

"France you always make me smile" I continued laughing.

She blushed extremely becoming uncomfortable.

"I do?" she smiled softly twirling her finger in her hair.

I'm getting to close to her....

"Let's go home" I looked at the sunset.

"Yea" she sighed.

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France POV

"France-"

"I'm going to take care of Dylan I'll be back" I smiled.

Georgia and Paris smirked at me.

"You hated him before" Paris laughed weirdly.

"I'm.....just being nice" I folded my arms.

"What I thought you like-"

I covered Georgia's mouth.

"Like?" Paris became confused.

"I like his tennis racket...." I smiled nervously.

"I'm not stupid" she glared at me.

"She likes Dylan" Georgia smirked.

I glared at her.

"I know I know" she laughed evilly.

Paris smiled weirdly at me.

"She's finally not a slut anymore!" she fell to her knees.

"What?!" I said angrily.

"Nothing" she smiled nervously.

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"I'm here!" I opened his apartment door.

It was dark and quite.

"Dylan!" I became worried.

"It's okay" he sighed coming from his bathroom shirtless.

"Oh thank good-"

I quickly covered my eyes with my hands.

"Put on a shirt!" I screamed.

"Oh sorry" he went back to his bathroom.

What am I doing?!

I blushed extremely as I held my skirt tightly sitting down.

"France I told you I was okay" he sighed sitting down beside me.

"I just wanted to make sure you were" I hid my face from him.

"That's nice of you" he smiled softly.

"Yea" I smiled nervously.

I don't see any affections in this guy!

"I guess I'll make you soup" I sighed.

"Are you a terrible cook like your sis?"

"Nope" I smirked.

I made soup and served him.

"Say ahh!" I laughed.

He actually allowed me to feed him. I covered my nose trying to cover my bleeding.

"That's too cute" I covered my eyes.

"What?" he became confused.

"No...nothing!" I smiled nervously.

"France you are acting weird" he came closer to me.

"Don't!" I stopped him.

He wiped my forehead.

"I was saying you were sweating a lot" he opened the windows.

"Oh sorry" I sighed slapping my forehead for being stupid.

"It's okay"

I looked at his pictures.

"Paris was right you were hyperactive" I laughed at his pictures.

One of the pictures showing him on a clowns back trying to get a piggyback.

"Yea" he smiled softly.

"They are my parents" he gave me a picture of his mom and dad trying to stop him from playing in a puddle of mud.

"Cute!" I screamed.

"France why you keep hanging out with me and you know I might die?" he spoke softly.

I became frightened by his question holding my chest tightly.

"Be....because I'm your friend" I spoke softly.

"Friend?"

"Yea, I want to see you happy and healthy again" I smiled.

"Thanks....for believing in me" he smiled.

"I will always believe in you"

"Promise you will fight your sickness?" I smiled proudly.

"Promise" I laughed.

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