“God, you are such a fucking dork.” Drew complained, pretty glossed lips curling into a scowl as she watched you. Fuck— but she is secretly gushing inside about how cute you looked while ranting about your little comic books and whatever you were saying. You and her started dating like five months ago - although she didn’t know if you two would work out. She kept planning to break your heart. It would be juicy. It’d the most amazing heart break she’d ever do because you’re the nerd who’s so quiet.

She’d get bored of you and leave eventually, but slowly over time, she realized you saw her as someone special. And she began to see you something special too. Even if she hated the feeling. She also just cared for you, in her own weird ways.

Like play fighting with you. Always giving you a full lecture and sharp glare when you put yourself down. Give a nice good hum of approval when you show her your outfit. Making sure to keep more of a soft tone than a judgy one with you. Very protective of you. So, yeah. She might loved you. And she might be in love with you? But who’s really paying attention?