Dean's POV
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"Sup, Reggie!" I chuckle as Tiffany neared the truck.
"Dean, I told you to stop or I'll start calling you-" Tiffany points a finger at me before being rudely interrupted by this guy who I assume is Steph.
"Ciao cagna, how's your lonely life up to?" The guy sneered.
He did not just call my best friend a bitch.
"Leave me alone Steph." Tiffany stands next to me, placing a lock of her beautiful brown hair behind her ear.
Steph gives off a smirk. "Whose going to make me?"
" Io sono, così indietro!" I take a step forward towards this Steph guy. I am, so back off. Such a great line.
(Following is in Italian)
"So, you know Italian? How cute? But, your not in this conversation." Steph cracks his knuckles.
"You know that it's bad for you to crack your knuckles." I take another step forward. "Why don't you just leave Tiffany alone? She's dead inside already; you don't have to kill her physically."
Steph scoffs and takes his step forward. "No can do." He swings at me. POW! My jaw went into immense pain. I stagger back a bit, surprised by the blow.
"That's below the belt, bruh." I take a stance and wait. Steph swings again, but this time I was ready. I block his punch and give him one of my own. "Take my advice and leave now."
"Not before I take your ass down." He swings again. BLAM! This time he hits my nose.
"You fucking asked for it!" I unleashed my fury. And I guess he did to because we both got in a few good punches before being teared apart.
(Speaking back to English)
"Why are you guys fighting?!" A man probably in his late thirties had Steph by the arms.
"This punk here was bullying my best friend!" I pointed a finger at Steph.
"Is that true?" The man never let up on his grip. Steph doesn't answer right away. "I said: is that true?"His grip seems to get a bit tighter.
"Yes, Mr.Dory." Steph says through gritted teeth.
"Go to the office." Mr.Dory lets go.
"Whatever." Steph grabs his bag and left.
"And who are you?" Mr.Dory asked me with a judgemental glare.
"I'm Dean, Tiffany's best friend. Who are you?"
"Vincent Dory. Good afternoon." Mr.Dory turns on his heel and walks away from Tiffany and I.
"What a wackjob." I rolled my eyes, not caring if he heard me.
"Dean," Tiff lightly hits my arm. "That's not nice."
"Whatever." I mock Steph followed by laughter from both Tiffany and I.
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We arrive at Tiffany's house shortly after the fight.
"So," Tiffany squints her eye at me. "Princess, what do you want to do now?"
Kiss you. "Well, we could watch a movie."
"Sounds good." We hop out of the truck and went inside. I notcie her parents weren't here and neither was their cook.
"So, where's everyone?" I flop down on a black soft couch.
"Well, my mom is at a photo shoot in Brazil. My dad is working with your dad and the famous chef is on break for a week or two."
"So- it's just us?" I asked, confirming if everything was in place.
"Yes. Dean, it's just us."
End of Chapter 22
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Never Be Alone
FanfictionShawn Mendes is famous. Tiffany Brook is shy. Shawn is popular. Tiffany is bullied. They go to the same school for the rich and famous: Hollywood High. Tiffany has a crush on Shawn, (Who doesn't?) and she confesses her love to him. Questions are ra...
