Wait for It

by Mariana Zapata

It was my best friend, Van.

Omg i was rught this is wall of winnipeg and mes friend

“Well, nobody told you to get pregnant with the Hulk’s baby. What did you expect? He’s probably going to come out the size of a toddler.”

Out of the handful of times I’d met the retired soccer player, I’d probably only been able to look him in the eye twice.

KULTI

Reiner—I had a hard time not calling him by the name half the world knew him by—standing off to the side by them. At the call of his name, he said something to my dad and came over to us, all long and lean and too good-looking.

Yessss the connections eat

Real love was gritty. The real kind of love never quit. Someone who loved you would do what’s best for you; they’d stand up for you and sacrifice. Someone who loved you would face any inconvenience willingly. You didn’t know what love was until someone was willing to give up what they loved the most for you.

“I’m gonna hug you as long as you promise not to grab my ass, okay?” I almost laughed, but it sounded more like a broken croak.

Oh my josh

“It’s like you’re purposely trying to get me to love you, Dallas. I swear to God. You don’t even want me to stick my hand down your pants. You want me to want it all,” I laughed, trying to make a joke but failing awfully.

“It’s not Nana I’m thinking about, Diana!” he exploded, his entire body leaning toward me. “You don’t have to save the entire fucking world!” The breath left my lungs in a sharp inhale and I blinked up at the man radiating so much fucking fury, I didn’t know what to say or how to react. “If something had happened to you—” I choked. Me? He’d been worried about me too?

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH

chin, cupping it as he looked directly into my eyes. “If something happened to you, I wouldn’t be okay. I would never be okay,” he practically hissed.

“I’ve seen you in your underwear and combed nits out of your hair, baby. I think we’re past that.”

Now I wasn’t just going to have to kill his future wife, I was going to have to kill his ex, too.

“You got that right.” I grinned. “Bikes aren’t really my thing.” I was not going to give him squinty, flirting eyes, damn it. I wasn’t going to do it. I made sure to keep my eyelids normal as I asked, “Do you have a thing?” “I have a thing. I have a big thing—” Dallas immediately closed his mouth. His ears went red.

I lovethis

I was crazy in love with this motherfucker. I really, really was.

hands. “Actually, I think he’s going to marry me one day.”

YESSSSSSS

“I want you. I want your smile. Your hugs. Your love. I want your happiness.” He paused. “Every single thing.”

“He looks out the window to check on you every night. I tell him to call you and quit being a stalker, but he thinks I’m going to listen in on his conversations.” She huffed. “I have better things to do with my time.”