Addison’s POV
His words made me stop in my tracks. As much as I wanted to continue walking, I simply couldn’t. Stupid f*****g boy with his stupid f*****g words making me question every thought I had had of him the past few days.
“So now what?” I asked and turned to him. “Why now?”
“I decided not to care. It shouldn’t be his choice whether or not I asked you out on a date,” he said as he got closer to me.
“A date?” I scoffed.
“Yeah.”
"And why would you think that I would like to go on a date with you?" I asked, this time genuinely curious. "I am a special girl, so why would I go back to someone who wasn't sure that they wanted me?"
"To give me a chance to prove that I am not that guy and so I can apologize for being the d**k that I was... that I am, I mean," he corrected.
"Well
