"You're really good," Xion brushed his jett black locks back, but they fell back over his dark blue eyes immediately.

"You have my videos? How? I was very particular about who I sent those to. " The one person I sent those to. How the frickin' hell did this guy get my videos?!

He grinned a mischievous grin that screamed 'DOOM'.

I did not like that grin.

"That's for me to know... " he twirled one of my curly curls around his finger.

Everything blurred as his face inched closer and closer to mine, his warm breath over my neck. "... and for you to freak over." he whispered.

A huge lump in my throat held me back from speaking.

He chuckled softly, still annoyingly close. "Your face is red."

The lump disappeared.
I shoved him away. "NO IT'S NOT! GET AWAY FROM MY FACE, YOU CREEP!" I threw the pillow at him and dashed out, slamming the door and leaning my back on it.

My heart was in a frenzy. Thud-thudding like I'd just ran a cross continent marathon.

"It's just because you ran, it's just because you ran, it's just because you ran... "
I exhaled, relaxed.

" Man, I hate that guy." I sighed aloud.

"I heard that, Danté."

"Good."


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