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Damon's POV

"Have you talked to Joaquin lately?"

"No."

"He's either avoiding me or hanging with those odd friends of his." I scoff.

"Who cares about him right now, if I didn't know any better I'd think you were in love with him." She rolls her eyes in a playful manner but her words hold jealousy.

"No need to be jealous. There's enough of me to go around."

"I'm not big on sharing, sorry."

"You have my full attention, I won't bring him up again." She stays quiet but a smirk spread across her face.

Maybe I did bring him up a lot, but in my defense I did the same thing when she ghosted me.

I think I'm starting to become clingy?

"I thought you guys were buddy- buddy, you don't like him anymore?"

"I do... I did. Ugh I don't know."

"Did something happen I should know about?"

"Well... no nevermind it's not important." She waves off.

"C'mon tell me." I pull her closer to me.

"I handled it."

"Lylah, what exactly did you handle?"

"Fine, I defended you since you weren't around to defend yourself. He said some mean things about you." She brings her hand up to my cheek.

"Like?" I take a deep breath and try to hide my anger.

"He was mocking you for crying over your brother when you supposedly hated him. He even said you were becoming clingy. So I told him off and said he was a bad friend." She looks away from me before finishing. "I'm sorry if I overstepped."

"No it's okay. He's right, just didn't think he'd say it behind my back."

"I'm sorry you had to hear it from me, I know how close you guys are." She situated herself on my lap.

"I guess we aren't as close as I thought. I can't even confront him about it because he won't reply." I groan out in frustration.

"Probably those new friends of his, influencing him."

"Maybe." I fall back on the pillows with my hands under my head.

"Hey forget everything I just told you." She looks down at me with a sad smile. "Let's talk about something else."

"Go to homecoming with me."

"Seriously?"

"What, you don't like dances?"

"Uh yeah I guess, it's two weeks from now right?"

"You weren't planning on going? Wow that's a shock."

I thought a girl like her would be into this dumb shit?

"Well I didn't have a boyfriend or a date... but now I do so I'll make time for it." She crawls off of my hips and walks towards the closet.

"Didn't realize you were such a busy girl." I chuckle, raising up on my elbows to get a better look at her body.

"I don't have anything to wear, I need to go look for a dress."

"We can go tomorrow after school if you want?"

"Sure sounds good."

"I'll even pay if you wear your real hair to the dance."

"You can't be serious?" She gives a flat look.

"Dead serious." I hold my hand out.

She waits a few seconds as if she's weighing out her options before she shakes my hand.

"Deal."

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