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Brendon's POV

DALLON LIKES ME BACK!!!!

I got a text from Ryan.

Ryan💖: where are you? you aren't home.

I tell Dallon that I'm going home, and we said our goodbyes.

I followed my normal path to get out, and I ran into Ryan.

WHAT WAS HE DOING?!

"YOU FOLLOWED ME!?!? WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!?!"

"I'M SORRY, BUT YOU WERE WITH SOMEONE ELSE!!"

"THAT DOESN'T GIVE YOU REASON TO FOLLOW ME!!"

"YES IT IS!!"

"YOU ARE SO FUCKING JEALOUS, GUESS WHAT, WE ARE NO LONGER A COUPLE, AND WE WONT BE GETTING BACK TOGETHER SOON!!"

"GOOD, NOW I DONT HAVE TO SEE YOUR ASSHOLE FACE, AND I SAW YOU KISS THAT DYLAN GUY!!"

"HA, AT LEAST HE CARES!!"

"I DON'T THINK SO, I THINK HE WANTS YOU AS A LITTLE FUCK TOY, AND I DON'T WANT YOU CRAWLING BACK TO ME!!"

"WHY WOULD I DO THAT!?"

"BECAUSE YOU'RE DESPERATE, SO FUCKING DESPERATE!!"

"SHUT UP AND FUCK OFF!!"

"BYE FUCKTARD!!"

He left and I turned around.

I went back to the rock, and there Dallon was, still there.

"You okay, that sounded pretty intense."

I just grunted, I didn't want to talk to anyone.

I grab my notebook and a pen that was close to it. I write down some lyrics, but they didn't sound good.

I threw the notebook and it landed in a puddle. Great...

Dallon went to go pick it up, but I wanted the lyric to be ruined, I don't care.

"Leave it."

He seemed shocked that I said something.

"But the songs you wrote, they are gonna get ruined."

"Who cares?"

"They are beautiful songs."

"No, they are not. They are trash, like me."

"False."

What was that about?

"What?"

"False. Its what I do when I have bad thoughts. Let me show you."

"Fine..."

He smiled that cute smile and picked up my notebook and pen.

He flipped around to find a dry page that wasn't written on. I write on what ever page I can. Whether its in the front, the middle, or the back.

"Look, so I'm going to use what you said."

He wrote down 'I am trash.'

"And now, I cross it out."

He crossed out the words, and they were barely visible.

"And I write false in huge print underneath it."

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