Norton loved you. So much more than you could ever understand. His feelings were complicated! Full of depth... Sophisticated even. He didn't exactly know how to express it. And if he was being honest, he didn't want to.

He was either to scared to say anything or didn't have the words to express it to anyone, let alone you. He was awkward, flustered, nervous, embarrassed, hidden behind a mask of nonchalance, anger and well... The emotions he actually did take out on you.

"Dude, shut up."

You glanced at him confused, dude to the fact you hadn't even said anything to him within the last probably hour of your lives. You had been quietly keeping to your own individual things at the large dining table in the diner.

"I-... I didn't say anything?"

He glared at you, raising his head quickly to look at you with anger.

"I hate you."

He said roughly, narrowing his eyes and clenching his fists on top of the table.