*Dwayne's POV*

Fuck, I wish I would've left her alone when I had the chance. Ugh, what am I saying. I hate to admit it, but I think I love Danae Kennedy. No, I hate her. No, I hate to love her. Yeah, that's it.

I raced out the door behind her.

"DANAE PLEASE"

She stopped in her tracks, but she didn't want to turn around and look me in the eyes.

"I'm sorry Danae I didn't mean to yell at you, but can you please come back so we can talk"

She sped walk towards me which made me kind of scared of what was going to happen next.

"Dwayne Douglas Johnson if I go back into this house and listen to the shit you have to say, you're buying a puppy to keep me company here."

"A puppy? Danae I think that's a little unrea-"

She started walking away again.

"Wait Danae! Fine, a puppy it is."

She flashed her gorgeous white smile at me and proceeded to walking inside. God, what is she doing to me? I'm buying a puppy for a girl I just met.

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I sat down on the couch waiting for Nae to sit, but she never did.

"Nae, you're not gonna sit?"

"I'm came back Dj, don't push it"

She's so fucking stubborn.

"Ok Nae, I just wanted to say, I'm not trying to control you, I'm just trying to protect yo-"

"For the last time Dwayne-!!!" she said cutting me off.

"Nae please, shut the fuck up and let me finish dammit!" I interjected right back.

"Fine" she said

"When you told me that story the other night, it ignited some kind of fire in my body that I've never felt before. It's like I felt the need to keep you safe since I've already helped you avoid tragedy once, and I just feel like...actually no I'm not trying to protect you because I've already helped you once, I want to protect you because I really care about you and quite frankly, I don't think I wanna have you out of my life. Oh God Danae, I'm sorry this is probably too much.

"Dj, I- I don't know what to say." She walked over and sat next to me finally.

"Danae please, you don't have to say anything." I pulled her close to me and held her

For the rest of the night, we watched movies while I squeezed her tightly. This felt right. I never wanted to let go.