@Star_Girls_puppers_was_attacked
"mhh well I'm not sure either" she said
"mhh well I'm not sure either" she said
"I mean, what are you doing this upcoming week?" Dylan asked, resting his head against the window frame.
"I'm not sure why?" He asked
Dylan nodded, wishing he could still be living like that. "Trying to make conversation." He hummed, tracing things into his window.
She sighed and looked up at the sky
His thoughts started to sting ideas, and he lifted his head back up. "You know, I could get you a couple backstage passes to my next concert."
"Why would you do that?" She asked though a smile remained on her face "an excuse to see me?" She teased
"Maybeee~" Dylan sang out, feeling his own smile pulling up. "Besides, as long as you don't mind posting a picture or two with good words, it'll bring good crowds in."
"Do I get a picture of you, kidding Kidding" she said with a giggle
"I mean, depends what you want. If it's a shirtless pic, that's not happening." Dylan teased, chuckling lightly when she laughed.
" those are all over the internet don't worry I don't look at yours…only Cole Sprouse's" she teases
"Just like 75% of the girls in the world," Dylan teased, smiling softly. "Funny enough, Cole's brother's name is Dylan… so like, we're basically the same person."
"you see if your name was Cole then yeah I would have the biggest crush on you ever " she teased back
"Aww, too bad… but like, if I got to talk to him, would you want an autograph?" Dylan asked with a light hum, pushing back up off the floor.
"are You kidding that would be a dream come true and if you did that and you weren't a huge celebrity you'd get a kiss on the cheek"
Dylan laughed, using his shoulder to hold his phone as he looked through a drawer. "Why is that changed, because I am a celebrity?" He hummed, pulling out a pack of window markers he had hidden at the bottom.
" one, security guards, Two raging girl fans who would kill me, Three, no one to protect me" she said
"Four, I'd protect you. Trust me, I won't let anyone hurt you because of me." Dylan hummed, sitting back on the floor with the markers.
"Aw that makes me think you want me to kiss you on the cheek" she said
Finding himself flushing a little bit, he shrugged. "I mean, I don't want to turn you down and disappoint you."
"oh nah you wouldn't trust me at least seven times a week I get reminded I'm ugly and a freak you don't want a kiss from me" she said
Dylan felt his face fall, using his should to continually support his phone so he could draw on the window. "But… I don't think that. I mean- not in a stalkerish way, I think you're pretty. Unique, might you say."
"Well thanks Dylan" she said
"You probably don't believe me, do you?" He asked her, watching when he filled in a section of window, as the light filtered in the same color.
"No" she said "sorry"
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