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My Dearest Abigail

"Princess, why do you hate me so much?" Dean asks helplessly. "Dean a five years ago you destroid me. It took me years to recover from you. I finally moved on and still I stand here knowing if I didn't stand here and hate you with ever bone in my body I would fall right back in love with you," I scream at him.

RigbyFields · Teen
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Chapter 7

I don't know how to tell him, I can't tell him.

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"Dean," I say speechlessly. "I-. I don't know," I say looking down at my lap.

"That's ok," he says causing me to look back up at him in shock.

"Really?"

"Yes because I know that you will say yes," he says with a bright smile.

"Oh really?" I say with a smug smirk plastered onto my face.

"Yep," he states proudly.

"And how do you know this?"

"Because I know you a lot better than you think Abigail Tarris".

"Is that so Dean West?"

"Yep".

"We will see about that," I challenge climbing out of the car.

"I'll see you Monday Princess," he calls before I can shut the door.

"Yeah you will," I say before closing the car door and walking up to my front door. Once I get to the large maroon door I turn around and wave at the guy I am falling for. He waves back but doesn't drive off, so I turn back around and open my front door, before walking into my house.

"Hey sweetie, how was your day?" my mom asks when I walk into the kitchen.

"It was a lot of fun," I say with a small, happy sigh.

"Did you eat dinner?" she asks worrily.

"Yeah Dean took me to this little diner outside of town," I inform.

"That sounds an awfully lot like a date," she inquires.

"Well it wasn't. I am going to go upstairs now and shower," I say happily.

"Ok sweetie," she smiles.

When I got to my room, I open the door I glimps around my room and see a lump on my bed. "Holy shit, Jo you scared me," I huff taking a step backwards into the hallway.

"Sorry," she laughs. "So how was your date?"

"It wasn't a date, it was a hangout but he did ask me out when he dropped me off," I say rather quickly walking back into my room and closing my door.

"And what did you say?" she asks as I sit next to her on my bed.

"I told him I didn't know".

"And what did he say?"

"That he knows I will say yes eventually," I say a smile growing on my lips.

"Yeah I know you will too," she says looking out my window.

"What? How?" I am a little shocked.

"Because of that smile. You can't think about him without smiling let alone talk about him," she points out. "And no matter how hesitant I am about him I can see how happy he makes and I am ok with it".

"Really?"

"Yeah, but just be careful,"she says somewhat hesitantly.

"Thank you and just know I am going to make him work for it," I say evilly.

"Yeah I know you will," she laughs.

"Are you staying the night?" I ask hopefully.

"Yeah of course," she says, cuddling up into me "I want to hear all the details".

"Well he took me to this abandoned warehouse a few miles out of town. We explored for a few hours before we watched the sunset on the roof. Then we went to this little diner outside of town," I say with little detail.

"Oh come on bro I need more detail," she whines.

After an hour Jo finally stopped asking questions about "Dean and I's magical adventure", her words not mine.

"Do you have any more questions?" I ask with a small sigh.

"Nope," she laughs.

"Good, now it's my turn. How was your day?"

"Boring since you ditched me for your little date," she huffs.

"How many times do I have to say 'it wasn't date' before it penetrates that thick skull of yours?"

She lets out a small laugh before repeating, "penetrates".

"God you are such a child," I say even though I am laughing as well.

"Yeah, well so are you," she fights.

"Very true," I say seriously.

"Movie?" she asks after we calm down from laughing fits.

"Sure, what movie?"

"Ratatouille?"

"Yes," I cheer. Ratatouille is one hundred percent Jo and I's favorite kids movie, we watch it a lot.

That night we watched like three other movies and ate half of a tub of ice cream, so it was a pretty good night.

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"If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put 'U' and 'I' together," Dean says walking up to my locker. I got my car back yesterday so I drove myself to school today, which meant Dean could not tell me his cheesy pick up line until now.

"I actually like that one," I smile.

"Really?" he asks happily surprised.

"Yeah it wasn't terrible," I laugh.

"I feel like I just won a award or something. But you know what will feel any better?" he asked looking down at me.

"What?" I ask.

"When you say yes," he calmly states.

"Wow you are really sure I will say yes," I say turning around and walking to our class.

"I am very sure you will," he informs me.

"And how is that?" I ask, walking into the classroom.

"Just a feeling," he smirks.

"Oh yeah, a feeling?" I say sitting at my desk.

Dean stands above me becoming really serious, "Yeah. I know it sounds crazy but I have this feeling that you and I are meant to be".

His words leave me speechless. At first I think he is just saying this because he wants me to say yes but the way he said it, he seems sure and serious. He is telling the truth. He thinks we are meant to be together and if I am being honest I have the same feeling as him. Sure, a month ago I hated him but the more I get to know him, the more I want to know him.

I guess Dean left while I was lost in thought. I turn around to see him sitting at his desk staring at me, with a small smirk playing on his perfect lips. A smile forms on my lips along with blush on my cheeks before I turn around and look to the front of the classroom.

I am screwed.