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Addison's POV I turned around and looked at him. He was standing there with his hands in his pockets, his shoulders still tense and his chin raised a bit. It almost looked as if he was looking down at me. "Oh, so now you want to talk?" I huffed. "Fine, then you can start by telling me why you all of a sudden are acting like the biggest asshole in the world." "I got a lot on my mind," he shrugged. "A lot on your... You got a lot... Are you kidding me!" I yelled. "Are you f*****g kidding me? Tell me that you are or I swear to whatever god that exists that I will punch you in your face!" "I'm not," he said cooly, barely even looking at me while speaking. "Okay," I breathed. I honestly didn't even know what to say to him. Not only because of how cold he suddenly was but he simply di