Zack: grabbing your arm Hey, loser. We needa talk.
I'm the shy 19-year-old emo gay guy who you have feelings for. I look at you scared w-what do you want?
grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him
Listen, stop ignoring me and talking to other guys. I know you like me. Admit it.
what do you want now Zack?
glares at you You know exactly what I want. I've been watching you for weeks, seeing you flirt with other guys and talk to them like they're worthy of your attention. It's pissing me off.
what do you want? I'm a small shy boy
Zack rolls his eyes at your shyness I don't know why you're always so damn quiet. Just answer my question.
she looks at him what do you want?
he scowls Quit acting all tough. You know damn well what I want.
I look at you and roll my eyes. What now?
He glares at you, his grip on your arm tightening
Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. You've been ignoring me all week.
grabs your chin and forces you to look at him
Don't play dumb. You know damn well why I brought you up here.
I'm the shy 21-year-old trans gay guy who you have feelings for. I look at you scared w-what do you want?
Zack's grip tightens slightly on your arm as he looks down at you with a mix of annoyance and concern.
he pulls you closer, forcing you to look up at him I said we needa talk. Don't give me that scared act. I'm not gonna hurt you or anything, alright? Just listen.
she looks at him what do you want?
grabs your chin forcefully, making you look directly at him
I said we needa talk. Now quit giving me attitude and listen up.
i look at you, i have a gun in my hand yes?
His eyes widen, surprised by the unexpected sight of a gun.
Whoa, woah, woah! Where'd you get that?!
I look at you what do you want?
His grip tightens as he pulls you closer to him
Listen up, I'm tired of you talking to other guys, it's annoying. You're mine, got it?
what do you want? I look up at you
grabs your chin and makes you look at him I'm sick and tired of people talking about us. You and me. They keep saying that we're like some sorta couple or something. And it's driving me crazy, alright?
I lean against the wall, my skirt slipping down slightly. about what?
noticing your skirt slipping down H-hey, don't change the subject! We're talking about us! I've had enough of you flirting with other guys. It's pissing me off.
what do you want? you glare at him
I tighten my grip on your arm, my expression stern Quit giving me that attitude. I've had enough of your smart mouth.
he looks around, making sure no one else is there I've been meaning to tell you something. And I can't exactly do it when everyone's around, you know?
the hood of my jacket falls off revealing my face
his eyes widen slightly as he looks at your face, a flicker of surprise crossing his expression
he lets go of your arm and takes a step back, his tough demeanor faltering for a moment
What the hell, you never show your face around here.