Do I hate you or love you?

Are we friends?

As I just laid my head on his shoulders I let t all out he just kept saying things like there there he obviously didn't know how to deal with crying people. he'd obviously fail as a social worker.

When I had finally woke up I wasn't in my room. In fact it looked like a boys room...

"Where am I?"

"Your at my house" Dylan said

I automatically looked down to see if he had done anything. thankfully he hadn't. as if reading my thoughts he said

"Don't worry I didn't rape you or anything"

"Oh good"

"This doesn't change anything between us you know I hate you you hate me, this was a one time thing"

"Right"

"Right"

"Well I better be getting home now"

"Yha sure"

"See ya at school tomorrow?"

"Yha ok just don't talk to me ok?"

"Ok?"

"Ok well bye get out of my house now"

"You don't have to be so rude you know"

"Yha whatever just leave"

She finally left after about 10 minutes arguing there was something about her I just couldn't put my finger on that attracted me to her....