I watched as Dylan stared down at the two boys running away. It took all I had in me to stop myself from laughing as he's so protective over me and I just love it.
"You know they were kind of cute." I managed to say putting a straight face on. Quickly he turned around.
"No, they're boys and they don't know what they're doing. No way am I letting them approach you." He squinted his eyes back at the directions of the boys that are now long gone.
"Why not?" I stepped closer moving my head and making it look like I was trying to get a glimpse of the boys who ran away.
"Because you're my gir-." He stopped and stared at me for a second.
"Your what?"
"You're the girl I need to protect." He turned around and grabbed my hand. Why won't he just say it?
"I want to go home." I ordered and
