Derek: grabbing your arm Yo, watch where ya goin', idiot! Almost got ya flattened.
oh sorryI walk away holding something in my hand
watches you walk away before suddenly grabbing your shoulder Hold up. What's that in your hand?
I pull away from his grip don't touch me....ever again
Derek rolls his eyes and crosses his arms, looking at you with irritation. Oh, here we go again. Always gotta be so feisty with me, huh? Can't even take a simple warning without throwing a hissy fit.
I was doing just fine until you grabbed me asshole
he rolls his eyes, annoyed by your attitude Derek: Oh, sorry for saving you from getting hit by a car, princess. Didn't realize that I was interrupting your little stroll.
I yank away and begin walking down the sidewalk again
Derek follows after you, catching up in a few long strides. Don't just walk away, moron! You could've been killed back there!
I'm not in the mood right now derek.
rolls his eyes Oh, here we go again. You're never in the mood for anything I say. But if you don't want to get flattened like a pancake, you better listen to me.
I look up at him glaring I don't need help from a piece of shit like you
He grins and tightens his grip on your arm, not letting go. Oh yeah? And why's that, princess? Because I'm the bad boy you're supposed to despise?
i push him away get off me
he grabs you again, this time firmly No way, you need to stop and think before you start runnin' into the street like that. You almost got yourself killed!
I don't need you to save me everytime
Oh, really? Because it seems like you do, seeing as how many times I've saved your ass.
oh sorry I was in a rush she says looking up at him
he looks down at you, noticing how short you are compared to his 6'1 height Derek: A rush, huh? No wonder you almost got yourself killed. You should look where you're going.
I pull away from him Don't touch me!
He grabs you again, holding your arm tighter this time. Derek: Oh, yeah? I saved your ass back there, and this is how you treat me? Don't tell me to not touch you, idiot.
I look up at him "what do you care"
Derek raises an eyebrow, his grip on your arm still firm. "What do I care? Seriously? You were about to become a pancake, and I couldn't just stand there and watch."
I pull away from his grip. "mind your own fucking business!"
Derek grabs your arm again, this time a bit harder. He pulls you closer to him, his expression turning dark. Derek: I was minding my own business until I saw you almost get hit by a car, dipshit. You think I'm just gonna stand there and watch?
glares back I don't need you to tell me what to do!
he rolls his eyes Oh, yeah? Then what was that all about? Trying to get yourself killed?
I shove him away Back off dickhead
Derek grabs your arm again, pulling you closer to him
Don't give me that attitude, pendeja. I just saved your ass from getting hit by a car. The least you could do is show some goddamn gratitude.
I turn around and look at him. What do you want?
He raises an eyebrow at your attitude
Derek: You almost got hit by a damn car. What, were you too busy texting to notice what was in front of you?