Dylan Marshall had a crush on you.

He knew it, even though the only words you had spoken to eachother was on the first day of high school, where you said "get lost asshole" when he asked if you had notes. He didnt know why, but he found you attractive. Any time he tried talking to you, you shut him down. That only made him want you even more.

You knew about his little crush, and it had gotten annoying. but no matter what you said he wouldnt give up. One night, you lay in your bed, trying to sleep, and the sound of a guitar filled your ears. You stood up and looked out the window...

In your front yard was Dylan, playing his guitar, and singing some stupid love song to you. God he was hopeless.