Losing Control Isn't Always Fun 11

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"Do you want to go for a walk?" he asked.

I laughed.

"You came all the way down here just to take a walk with me?" I asked.

"I guess," he said.

"Hold on one second," I said.

I left the door slightly open, and peeked into Max's room.

He was sound asleep. I closed Max's door and opened the front door.

I smiled at him.

"Sure," I agreed. "Let's go."

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"And he yells at me all the time. Not lately, because I've been trying really hard with my grades, but still," Dominic said. "He's a real pain."

"I don't really know my dad," I said. "I thought it did, once, but then he left again."

"I'm so sorry," he said.

"Eh," I shrugged. "I'm used to it."

I felt myself shiver and I looked around at the Raleigh scenery. It was beautiful, and I could never get enough. It was one very few good parts of living where I did. No matter what part of town you were in, the natural scenery was always great.

"You cold?" he asked.

"A little," I said smiling.

Dominic shrugged out of his black leather jacket and handed it to me. I put it on, and it drowned me along with the husky scent of him. It fell below my shorts. I shoved the sleeves up, attempting to put my hands back in my pockets, but failing.

He chuckled, looking at me. I rolled my eyes.

"So what's new?" I asked.

"Well, I went to a party tonight," he said. "But left after like half an hour."

"Why'd you leave?" I asked, genuinly curious.

"Because I realized I was sick of always being where I didn't want to be," he said. "If that makes any sense."

"It does," I said. "What triggered it?"

"Lauren," he said, seeming ashamed.

I tried to supress the stab of jealousy.

"What'd she do?" I asked.

"Nothing really," he said, starting to get uncomfortable.

As hard as it was, I let it go, despite my curiosity.

"So now you're here with me," I said.

"I'm sick of hanging out with people who pretend to know me," he said.

"And I know you?" I asked teasingly.

"Better than most," he said, grinning.

"And we just met last week," I said.

"Well, we hung out every day," Dominic said, defensive.

"If you consider working on a project for a psychotic teacher every FEW days, and small talk in class," I said.

"And the party! Don't forget the party," he said.

There was a long silence between us.

"Way to make things awkward, Dominic," I smiled.

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