CHAPTER 11

"And where could he be....?"

Alan turned 360°, his eyes scanning through the crowd until he spotted a familiar figure hidden behind a rose bush.

Bingo.....

He walked up close, holding a small bottle of milk as he drew closer to Dylan. His footsteps drawing Dylan's attention.

"What the hell are you doing here?" - Dylan snapped.

Alan spread out his arms with a small shrug, taking a seat next to him.“What do you think?.”

"I'm here to keep you company of course, I really can't have you walking around on your own. What if you decide to do something stupid........ like suicide perhaps." - Alan added, his lips curved in a thin smile.

"You-, you saw that didn't you.....?!" - Dylan stammered,his face flushed with embarrassment.

Alan folded his arms, his expression calm and relaxed. "Can't say i did and can't say i didn't. There was a crowd out there, such a thing would be impossible to miss." - He paused, glancing over his shoulders as he stared at Dylan's profile.

He lowered his eyes, his eyes fixated on Dylan's clothes." You're wearing it, thought you threw it into the trashcan earlier." - He chuckled, finding Dylan's contradictory actions quite amusing.

Dylan blinked, confused for a sec. Then his eyes widened, wrapping his arms across his chest. "Quit staring at me with such perverted eyes!!."

" Ah.... ~"- Alan sighed softly, his eyes fixated on Dylan's defensive stance. " Don't get me wrong, i'm really not into men. And even if i were.....at least my tastes wouldn't be as terrible as yours." - He smirked .

" You-!! ". Dylan exclaimed, pointing his fingers directly in Alan's face." I knew it, you came here just to make a joke of my misery, didn't you? "

Alan gasped, his hand covering his slightly agape mouth as he picked up the laid off box of cake. " I'm only stating facts....when did it turn into me making fun of 'your misery'."

He dug into the creamy vanilla cake, his brows knitted in satisfaction - Oh,how sweet it was to watch your enemies get pissed off while you just sat there eating cake.

" What do you think you're doing?. That cake wasn't meant for you!!." - Dylan fumed, reaching out for the cake.

Alan dodged him, taking another dig at the cake. " Weren't you going to toss this into the trashcan as well?. The one it's intended for doesn't want it and the one who bought doesn't need it, why don't i get rid of it for you, huh?!".

" Give it to me, goddammit." - Dylan cussed, struggling with Alan for the cake. "I'll rather see it in a trash can than with you, so give it back."

" Okay, okay, okay!!. I'll give it back, just chill.... okay."

Dylan halted, his chest heaving as he took heavy breaths. "Hand it over."

Alan shut his eyes with resignation, stretching out the cake so Dylan could reach it. Then without any warning, he snatched the cake back, making Dylan stumble forward due to the force exerted.

Dylan turned, his eyes reddening with fury. "What the hell is wrong with you?!!." - He panted. "It's bad enough that my day is already ruined....." - He choked, "You just have to come around and make it worse.....why???"

Alan sobered, his earlier excitement dying down. "My apologies on that, here.... have a bottle of milk." - He picked up the milk bottle, handing it over to the tear stricked Dylan.

Dylan stared at him warily, snatching the bottle from his hands. " Don't think i'll tell you thanks just because of this."

"Yeah, yeah..... we're square now." - Alan spoke softly, watching Dylan chug down the milk hungrily, then showing a satisfied smile afterwards.

"Ahhh.....!!" - Dylan sighed, his hands resting on his tummy.

There was a brief silence.

"Is he really worth that sacrifice?. You starved yourself for a long time, planned this elaborate proposal, just to get rejected at the end." - Alan sat next to him, his legs crossed elegantly.

Dylan nodded subconsciously, "Hmm!!. He's been my heartthrob for five years now."

"Yes, i heard." - Alan relaxed, folding his arms gracefully with a sarcastic snort. "He's leading you by the nose and somehow, you find that romantically engaging."

Dylan buried his head, his long lashes trembling. " You think i'm a fool in love, don't you?"

He raised his head, his bangs falling over his eyes as his shoulders slumped, a small sigh escaping his lips. " I've loved him for most of my life, ever since i could remember....."

Alan rolled his eyes,his lips pursed - trying his ultimate best not to groan out loud. What's with all these characters and their sob stories....?. Last thing he needed was getting emotional over some heartbreak tale.

" Yeah, enough about that." - Alan cleared his ears, before blowing off an imaginary dust from his fingertips. His thin brows knitted together, his expression thoughtful for a while.

This was like one of those novels with genres like, 'You dumped me, now i'm dating your dad' or something. Alan paused, taking a closer look at Dylan's delicate features and his still innocently, clueless expression.

Ah-ah!!.

Alan smiled, his almond eyes filled with a dark, calculative glint. He leaned in close, his warm breath tickling Dylan's skin. "Do you want revenge?".

"Revenge...?." - Dylan blinked, staring at Alan's cunning smile with a confused look. He turned away, feeling a cold chill crawl up his spine.

"That scumbag openly disgraced you, rejected your proposal and also made you a laughingstock in the eyes of the public, don't you feel wronged. If i were you,i'd want to make him regret it." - Alan paused.

" Make him regret it.....?"- Dylan furrowed his brows, letting Alan's words sink in. He clenched the hem of his clothes, a suffocating emotion pressing on his chest.

"Yeah, shove it up his face how much he's missed by dumping you the way he did." - Alan paused.

" Mhmm!!. Give it a good thought." - Alan pressed, his tone urging.

Dylan glanced at him once more, finding his offer dangerously enticing and yet hard to resist.