-Dakota POV-
My eyes rapidly blink at him.
“WHAT!?” I shout after almost a long minute of silence as I tried to process what he had just asked.
People around us look at us but he stays calm.
“I want you to be my girlfriend.” He says.
I am about to cry. My nerves have spiked and I really feel like crying.
(What is he saying!)
“But... don’t you have a girlfriend already?”
“What? What girlfriend?” His eyebrows come together in confusion.
“I don’t know. That girl you sometimes hang with. The one with black hair and a punk style.”
“Cadance?” He asks. “That’s my sister's friend.”
“I don’t know? I don’t know her name.”
“Cadance is not my girlfriend... she just... wants to be.” He says.
(Oh... so he is single.)
“It’s not her I want.” He says and gives me an intense star
