His Name is D.A

Ch. 27

* So I messed up and thought I had published this yesterday...apparently I had just saved it as a draft. SORRY!!!

                                      "May I come in?" She asked in a soft voice. Dean shook his head a bit to clear it some more. "Uh yeah sure. It's your room too right?" He asked with a slight smile to try and lighten the mood. Marie shyly nodded her head as she entered the room. For a moment they both stood in awkward silence. Dean was the first to speak. "Uh...yeah uh want to have a seat? I uh want to tell you something." Marie nodded her head before taking a seat on the edge on the bed. "Sure. What is it that you'd like to say?" She asked at a more normal voice level. Dean took this as a good sign. He took a seat on the bed facing her with one leg on the bed bent at the knee in front of him and the other hanging over the side. He cleared his throat before stating. "Uh...well first I want to apologize. I shouldn't have yelled at you like I did. I was just really upset with what Ziggler tried to say about you. He had no right to say or ask those things! I get pretty angry and protective when someone wants to talk about or mess with those I care about. I-" "Why do you care so much about me? Roman said it normally takes awhile before you become this way about people you care about. So my question is why?" She asked with a curious tilt of her head. Dean sighed and took a deep breath before quickly rushing out, "BecauseIThinkILikeYou. That'sWhatRomanToldMeAtLeast!" Marie blinked in surprise. "Uh I'm sorry but I couldn't really understand. All I heard was Think, That's, and Romans name being said." Dean again sighed. This was a lot harder than he thought. Slowly he began to speak again. "I think I like you. Well that's what Roman told me at least. I've never felt this way about anyone before. When you're around I get this warm feeling in my chest. Sometimes you do something that makes my heart speed up. Like why you blush, or giggle at anything I say. At first I thought I might be getting sick or dying even! Roman has to talk to me one night and he said I felt this way because I liked you. I wasn't sure what to do after that. I mean what was the point of me telling you? I'm sure you'd never want a guy like me anyways so I just decided not to say anything. After I yelled at you though, I felt horrible so I was gonna apologize anyway but Roman texted me and told me to also tell you how I felt so... yeah. That's all." He finished while closing his eyes. He say there just waiting for her to laugh or scuff in disgust. It was quite for a moment as Marie sat there trying to fully process what he just said. She was truly surprised by his confession. At this point she had clearly come to realize how she felt about Dean way more than the affections of someone like say Seth. Like a friend. No, what she felt for Dean was far more than that of a friend. When he mentioned that he decided not to tell her sooner because he knew she wouldn't want him, she was hurt. In her mind she just couldn't understand why anyone wouldn't want him. "J-Jon?" At the hesitant call of his name he opened his eyes to look at her. He had clearly come to terms with her rejection, he was just waiting for her to verbalize it now. To make things finale. "Did you know that I've never had a boyfriend? That I've never even been on a date?" He sat there just blinking at her wondering where this conversation was going. "I've never done those things because I've never felt that way about anyone. For the longest I (along with everyone else I know) have always thought that I was asexual. I've always thought this way until the day I met you. Something about you just like something in me that I've never experienced before. Maybe it was your eyes, as deep as the ocean and as blue as they sky. Maybe it was the way you made me laugh. Maybe it was the way you made me blush and feel special with every time you called me beautiful. Maybe it was simply you being you, but...but something about you made me see you, feel you in a way I've never experienced before. Dean, no Jon. Will you accept me as your girlfriend?" She cautiously asked before shyly covering her blushing face with her hands. Dean's eyes had widened during her confession and his mouth dropped when she asked him to be his girlfriend. He just couldn't believe it. She liked him! Him of all people. He was so lost in his thoughts and amazement that he almost missed her fidget in her nervousness. He cleared his throat. "I thought the guy was supposed to ask that/" He stated with a chuckle as he slowly wrapped his hands around her small wrists and removed her hands from her still blushing face. "I-I uh..." He cut her off "Hey beautiful. Will you be my girlfriend?"