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Chapter 30: Castle's P.O.V.

Heyy guys. Took long, eh? Sorry about that.

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So here's a chapter for you.

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Chapter 30: Castle's P.O.V.

"So Emily, Starbucks still on?" I mimicked in Hunter's voice.

"Yeah sure." I tried to mimic her girly yet beautiful voice.

"Aaargh!" I screamed in frustration and stomped my feet when Jake suddenly barged into my room.

"What happened? Your TV got turned off while you were watching interesting porn?" He asked, looking at the turned off TV. "I wish it was something like that!" I sat on the bed, with my head in my hands. "It's worse." I muttered, my head still in my hands.

"What could be worse than missing porn?" Jake tried to seem surprised as he chuckled. "The girl you like going out on a date with someone!" I groaned in frustration.

"Been there." Jake muttered as he patted my back as if in sympathy and sat down beside me. "Huh?" I asked like an idiot.

"I know how you feel. I can empathize." Jake said, looking forward. "Wow, learnt a big word I see." I said sarcastically. He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, my tutor's brushing off me." I nodded in understanding and both of us were silent for a while.

"Who's the girl?" I asked when Jake asked me at the same time, "So you finally admitted huh?" Both of us started laughing at our timing but the laughter died soon. It was whole-heartedly. "Yeah." I admitted after we stopped.

"Took both of you forever." He said aloud. "Who's your girl?" "Matthew." He muttered, sadness and longing in his voice. Or maybe it was just my feelings seen in his.

Man, I am turning into a wuss.

"Let's go to a bar." Jake finally said, getting up, clapping loudly. "What?" I asked stupidly. "Bar. The place where we get drunk? Pick up some chicks?" "I don't want to go." I lay on the bed, with my hands under my head.

"C'mon Dylan. When's the last time you got laid?" He asked. It seemed eternity since I heard someone call me by my first name. Shit. I'm loosing it.

"I don't know. Probably three weeks? A month?" Since the day I realized that I liked Quartza, I haven't had sex, believe it or not.

"What?" He asked, cocking his head to the side like I said the most stupid thing in the world. For him, probably I did. "I don't want to go." I said. "

"Shut the f**k up and get your lazy ass in my car."

"I said no."

"What are you off about? Don't worry, I'll hide the fact that you have STDs from the girls." "I don't have STDs." My eyebrows crunched up in confusion.

"You don't?" He mock gasped in shock. I rolled my eyes. "C'mon man. Everyone is going to be there." He said in frustration.

"But I don't wanna f**king go!" I shouted. He was getting on my nerves now. "What's got your panties in a twist?" He asked impatiently. "Nothing." I lied.

"Worried I'll get more girls?" He wiggled his eyebrows. I don't want more girls.

I just want one girl.

I sighed internally. I should probably check if I had my little friend down there.

"No Jake." I rolled my eyes. "I just don't feel like." I replied as I closed my eyes.

"Enough with this bullsh*t. Get your ass in my car in two and be your horny self again, okay?" Jake said. I sat up straight.

"I don't want any more girls!" I threw my hands up in the air and then covered my face. I heard Jake muttering something under his breath.

"Alright dude. I'm glad you came out of the closet but I'm straight." He said.

Yeah, Jake was like that. Cracking lame jokes all the time and a loads of girls laughed to them, though I like to believe they laugh at him.

I didn't answer.

"Fine. No girls tonight. Let's just drown in our respective sorrows tonight? Cool?" He suggested. I realised he won't let go until I accepted and went to that f**ked up place, so I nodded, yet he again assured me that we won't even look at the girls, no matter how they are dressed or in this matter underdressed they are.

And I don't like Emily Gwen-Anne Sky.

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Got over soon? I thought so. Well, my lovely voters and readers, please comment.

This was a filler chapter. I am having a writer's block so I need your cooperation.

Tell me your ideas on how you would like the story to proceed.

Question of the day:

Should I delete the story or continue writing?

Also, my dear readers, I am stuck at an interphase.

I haven't yet decided who would play our dear Dylan Castle.

I have three choices in mind:

a) Chace Crawford.

b) Drew Roy.

c) Douglas Booth.

So, my lovely readers, do comment and help me out.

Thank you for commenting, those who did. I love you guys. ♡♡♡

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Yours,

Emily.