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Originally Posted by
SenoritaMaxie 
Eh?
"Dylan," Gold gave him a bit of a look. "Don't call yourself that, again. Because you aren't. Not to mention, I tried my best to let you know I'm not angry or anything, at you."
Boys.
"But since you're here... let's forget all that, please." She gave him a pretty smile.
Dylan frowned slightly. She didn't think he was a jerk? Well that was good. But he secretly knew he was. Maybe not in this instance, but in others. "Ok good," he smiled, "I will forget it."
"I picked the rose for you," he beamed, "It is red and pretty like you." Yep that was why he chose red. And he had dethorned it. He didn't want Gold to get attacked by the sharp things. He had a few cuts on his hands from picking it, but it was nothing he couldn't handle.
"I love you."