Chapter 23 - Plan

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***Dylan's POV***

After running in the cold streets we finally made it to a destination...the coffee shop.

My mood quickly became depressive and I was also on alert because I was afraid that girl was going to show up and put me down again.

Cupid must have noticed this because he linked his arm with mine.

"Don't worry we're not going inside, we are going to be out here hidden in plain sight."

I felt a little bit better but I was still filled with anxiety.

***

We were hiding in a bush near the coffee shop window, this is not what I thought when he said hidden in plain sight.

"How are you going to ruin her life? I'm a bit worried about what you'll do, also is she even here?" I asked.

I was constantly being poked by small branches, and I was also trying to not think of the bugs that were hiding here with us.

"Okay, okay, I see her!" Cupid loud-whispered.

I pushed his head back down, "You'll get caught! Let's come back later we are better off wearing a disguise."

"You're right! Let's go," he grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the bush.

"Shit," I got a cut on my wrist because I wasn't wearing a fucking sweater.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry, here," Cupid took a bandage out of his pocket and placed it on the cut.

"You carry bandages with you? What a dork," I rolled my eyes and laughed at how cute he was.

***

"I know this was my idea and all, but WHY THE FUCK AM I DRESSED AS A GIRL?!"

Cupid was wearing a black sweater, skinny jeans, a beanie to cover his blonde hair, and a pair of shades for some reason.

While I had on a fucking pink skirt that was way too short in my opinion, a white shirt with a pink long cardigan, fake boobs, and some white shoes. Did I mention that I was also wearing a fake, but real-looking black wig with—as the store owner mentioned—"luscious curls" and if that wasn't enough, my face was caked with makeup by a professional so I would look "more feminine than I already am."

"You're the one dressed as a girl because you don't have hair on your legs and you already looked girly enough," Cupid said checking me out.

"Avert your eyes asshole," I was pissed off.

"Sorry, it's just that you look so cute!"

I blushed, "THAT'S IT IM LEAVING!"

"Wait, no! Dressed like that some pervert is bound to kidnap you!" He said grabbing my hand to stop me from leaving.

"I'm a hundred percent sure that pervert has already done so!" I yanked my hand away.

***

After 30 minutes of fighting outside the coffee shop, we finally made it inside and sat far away from the girl.

"Okay, so I plan to make that guy fall for her and her fall for him and then come back in a couple of days and make that guy fall in love with someone else but secretly, so that he cheats on her and she finds out and then feels like shit and cries," Cupid explained.

"That's harsh."

I looked at her, is she always here? Why? Does she deserve this? I should stop Cupid from doing this...

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