Cat P.O.V.
The grey dots keep appearing and disappearing. Brooklyn finally bursts out laughing with Angelica following right behind her. I can't help them, it's pretty funny. "Dawson is losing his shit," Brooklyn says, reading the newest text from Dallas. "Maybe you should tell him you're not that mad, dear," Angelica says but she's still holding back a laugh. "Oh, but it's so fun," I protest and she shrugs. Finally, Dawson replies.
Dawson♡
"I am so sorry princess. I completely forgot to tell you. I feel so bad. You don't have to bring anything."-11:30am
I pout and reply to his text.
"It's okay, I know you probably just forgot. No reason to feel bad(Maybe a little bit of a reason to feel bad) Brooklyn and your mum already filled me in on everything. I will be bringing a present."11:31am
"I will make it up to you, I promise."11:31am
"I know you will."-11:31am
"Well not that that is done. Let's get our fingernails done. Shall we," Angelica asks. Brooklyn and I nod in unison.
Brooklyn got light pink, Angelica got french tips, and I ended up with a light blue, mainly due to Brooklyn insisting I'd look good with it. Though I was slightly against going in the first place it ended up being a ton of fun. Skylar and I used to go get our nails done a lot back in England but obviously after she moved and my dad died we stopped. She did come over for Christmas bringing her boyfriend, Asher, who turned out to be Dallas and Dawson's old neighbors. Asher's sister's Lily and Lala also came and some boy who Asher kept calling Virus though his real name was Cyrus, I still don't know what that's about. They went back to L.A. a few days ago. I already miss Skylar, but she seems to like L.A. so I'm happy for her. Angelica drives Brooklyn and me back to their house because Brook left her car there and my clothes are still there. As we're getting out of the car, all the boys are standing on the porch looking like lost puppies. "How was it," Eric asks as Angelica hugs him and Dallas hugs Brooklyn and holds her close. Dallas smiles down at me and pulls me into a hug. "Hi," he whispers, I look up at him, "Hi," I whisper back. "To answer your question," Angelica starts, "We had a lot of fun, right girls," she says looking over to Brooklyn and me. We both nod in unison and head inside to get away from the cold, "When do you need to be back home," Dawson asks quietly and I shrug my shoulders, "Not entirely sure, my mom didn't say and she hasn't called. She's probably at work," "So there's no rush," Dawson says and I nod. The Dawson's are a family that is filled with pure joy which makes my heart hurt, even more, thinking about what happened to Dawson. If I ever see that girl, Madison, I swear to everything and everyone I will end her for what she did. Dawson is the sweetest soul to ever exist and to think about the fact that someone treated him so poorly to the point that he didn't want to be here anymore hits me like a ton of bricks. I grab Dawson's hand and drag him into the kitchen, ignoring the weird looks from his family and Brooklyn as they sit on the couches. Once we're in the Kitchen and they can't see us anymore I turn around, go onto my tippy toes to wrap my arms around his neck, and pull him into me. I feel his arms wrap around my waist as he bends down but he stands back up causing me to wrap my legs around his waist. "Thank you for not leaving, thank you for staying," I whisper into his ear and hold him tighter. He sways slightly and holds me to him. "Of course, baby, of course," he whispers in my ear and holds me tighter.
After a few minutes of holding onto Dawson he whispers into my ear again, "Are you okay," he asks soothingly and I nod. He slowly lowers me down to the ground, he hugs me tightly again then lets go. "Do you want to go up to my room and watch something," I nod. He tells me to go up to his room and while he gives an excuse to his parents.