Poetic Whispers of Romance

Chapter 7

(A/N Mary, here you go. xx)

I was in a heated argument with Grey about who was better; Superman or Iron Man when someone tapped my shoulder.

Dean was stood there, a lopsided grin on his face. "Hey tutor." I scoffed, and turned to look at Grey. "We're continuing this later. Tell Kota that I've gotta help Dean study for his Spanish final, so I'll see him tonight." I smiled, and Grey nodded. "See you bud!" I called as I turned and walked with Dean.

About four hours later we sat on his floor with exhausted headaches."No, you did really well, Dean. I'm sure you'll do fine tomorrow." I nodded slowly. "Thanks, man. You want a ride?" He clapped me on the arm as we stood up. "That'd be great, Dean."

I asked him to take me home, shooting Dakota a text canceling our netflix movie date due to my sheer exhaustion.

***

I was talking with Grey, Tori, Chris and Dakota when Dean appeared next to me. "Hey Deano. Forget your work already?" I teased. "You're hilarious." He said dryly, before turning and grabbing something from his bag. "You forgot your sweat shirt at my house yesterday." Dean handed me my black crew neck, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh thank god, I was looking everywhere for this thing." I hugged it to my chest. "Will you come review with me? Please? It'll just take 10 minutes." Dean asked hopefully. "Dude..." My groan was drawn out to emphasize how much I didn't want to.

"Langdon, please." "Fine, fine! I'll see you guys in first block." I growled, side hugged Dakota, and dragged Dean to his class by his collar.

I ended up getting to class two minutes early, sitting down with a huff. Dakota looked at me with an unreadable expression, before looking away. I caught Christians attention. "What's up with Kota?" I whispered. The look I recieved made me shrink into my seat.

"Maybe you should ask him yourself."

Well, shit.

(A/N Well shit is right. I haven't updated in forever. Shit is going down.)