My Romance Rebellion

Magical vs. Memorable

Chapter 25

" I can't believe you burnt the pasta." Dylan shook his head in disbelief.

" Me? Its your fault! You were suppose to put water in the pot!"

" With what hand exactly?" he looked at me curiously

" the non- broken one you idiot!" I already had more than enough of Dylan; he was driving me insane! Everything was a fight with him, what to eat, what sauce, how to do the sauce, now this! We were both starving, and none of us were in the mood for a home cooked meal. So I had to call a pizza, and that stuffing my face with one of the four boxes of pizza was what was keeping me from strangling the gorgeous boy in front of me.

" you know you're so cute when you're mad."

" Don't you dare start with me, I am currently in a relationship with my pizza."

" I'm sure we can work something out." He smiled finishing one of the two last slices of what is left of the pizzas.

" Unless your made of cheesy goodness, you have nothing I want. "

" That can be arranged." He smiled

" Can you NOT!!" I strongly objected through the pizza in my mouth.

" Fine, tell me this why are so you dressed up?" he eyed the very causal dress I was wearing,

" I was forced to go to an charity event."

" In that?"

" what! I was not in the mood to be Lisa Williams of the night."

" I don't know I liked that look better on you." He teased I shot him a cold look not in the least amused. " I'm joking." He held his hands up in surrender.

" Last time someone said that to me, I almost gave them a concussion with a pillow."

"I'm not even surprised. Was it Roy?"

" Bradley," I laughed at the thought,

" you beat up the freshman, real smooth Williams." He laughed as he reached for the last piece of pizza.

" Whoa, whoa what do think you're doing?!" I shot at him wiping my mouth from the last bite of my pizza.

" What? I'm the injured one."

" and I'm the girl; haven't you not heard of ladies first?"

" Nope, doesn't ring a bell."

" Hilarious, the last piece is mine Ramon!"

" are you really you going to deprived a weak man of the last piece of pizza."

" YES!" I reached of the piece, but Dylan's swiped it through my hands. He instantly began to take a huge bit of it.

" Hmmm.... Soo good.... Oh yeah" as he chewed it slowly rubbing it my face.

" give me that!" I began what was left of the piece, he began to block me with his back.

" RAMON!" I screamed trying to reach for the piece.

"Ahh." Dylan cringed in pain,

" oh shit." I touched his broken arm, I jumped back looking frantically at the arm. " are you okay, how bad is it? Should I get some pills or something." My mind was swirling, it was safe to say I was panicking. I pulled my gaze to his face, to find him... he was laughing?

"DAMMIT DYLAN!" I gasp putting my hand through my hair, " Don't you dare that to me again." I stood up from my chair on the dinning table and stormed to the living room.