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I SEE ON BOTH SIDES LIKE CHANEL
"Bye, mike." I waved at him as he walked away from my house. "Bye, Ally." He smiled and continued walking. I turned away and headed towards my front door. My phone buzzed and I reached for it in my pocket. Text message DANTE: we need to talk, fr this time. ME: for what? DANTE: can we meet at yours? ME: sure, ig DANTE: see u in 30 I put my phone back in my pocket and opened the door. My dad pushed hurriedly past me and was fixing his tie. "What's up, dad?" I asked confused, staring at him. "Last minute trip, sorry al." He apologized and ruffled my hair. I softly pushed his arm away and furrowed my eyebrows. "But you just got here." I testified. "I know, but I have to leave again. It'll be quick I promise and there's money on the table. Don't waste it fast though." He walked out the door and closed it. The house went eerily quiet and I was left alone in the middle of my living room. "Fuck." I groaned and walked up the stairs to my room to change. I picked my clothes and stepped into the shower to quickly get ready to talk with Dante. What did he even wanna talk about? Would it be another fight? Once again, Dante Albidone had my head filled with questions and many feelings. Dante Albidone. He made me feel so many feelings. Good feelings. Bad feelings. He had that weird charm on me, and he knew it. I didn't know if I was feeling love. Was this how it was supposed to be? It wasn't perfect, but it had its good moments. I got out the shower and dried myself. He admitted he didn't really love me, so why did I still feel this way with him? Even after Michael. I put on my clothes, and they were pretty simple. A burgundy tank top and black shorts. Nothing crazy and just some black socks. I didn't feel the need to impress him because I was that comfortable with him. Suddenly, while I finished putting my hair up, the doorbell rang. I walked down the stairs and opened the door. Of course, he was standing there and he was staring at me. I had no words and I contemplated hugging him, but I held that in. "So...come in?" I suggested and turned to walk into the house. He grabbed my arm, softly, the way that he did when we first met. The way he did after first seeing me in school. The way he did when we walked to health class. I turned around to face him with a small smile on my face. He pulled me to him and softly kissed me. I kissed back and put my hand on the back of his neck. He pulled away and looked at me. No matter what, I loved him. Even if I said I didn't, I truly loved him. Even though I acted like I didn't, I truly loved him. "Still wanna come in, Albidone?" I asked jokingly and he only nodded. I grabbed his hand and led him into my house.
