{COMPLETED} ✔ December Bloom

eighteen

Dante;

"She loved it. God, I so owe you, man! That candle-lit dinner was genius, absolute genius!" Braden babbled excitedly to me.

I absentmindedly nodded, half-listening to him and half-asleep.

Hey! You can't really blame me, I was woken up at one in the morning for this lame-o pointless talk. It was all about Norah this, Norah that.

ARGH!

I murmured some incoherent response before tugging my pillow closer and turning away from Braden. Only to be shaken awake, quite violently, if I may add.

"Nichols! Are you even listening to me?"

I swatted him away with my hand.

"Go away, already Saunders. Dick, I'm trying to sleep here! Are you blind, man? And, stop being like such a girl, it freaks me out." I mumbled angrily before resolutely, turning my whole body away from Braden.

I heard him huffing with annoyance, clearly irritated with me.

"Fuckhead." I heard him mutter.

"I heard that!"

Silence.

"Assweed."

"I heard that too."

I sighed heavily, dropping my head into my hands and groaned.

"Dante Nichols. Answer the goddamn question or God help me I will kick you so hard in the one place you do not want me to." Norah threatened.

I looked up, glaring at her.

She glared right back at me.

"Fine," I snapped. "a is the equivalent of b plus x. Happy, little miss princess?"

"There now, that wasn't so hard was it?"

"Bitch."

"Dork."
"Loser."

"Dante! Are you being mean to my girlfriend, again?" I heard Braden cut in.

Shit.

The two of them have been going out for two weeks already, been on about a dozen romantic dates and have made-out almost every time I see them together.

I feel so sick.

I watched as Braden leaned down, giving Norah a quick kiss on the lips.

My stomach churned and I made gagging noises.

The two glared at me whilst I just sniggered at them.

"What?" I asked, sweetly when they wouldn't stop with the glaring.

They finally looked away and at each other instead.

Let me tell you this, it's so much more better when they're glaring at me instead of gazing at each other.

Especially Braden.

Norah's completely changed him into a freak romantic, it creeps me out. They're always lovey-dovey and all…

Pass me the bucket, please.