Permission to like him? (scene 19)

Just as I'm leaving Tara's house, Damien rocks up. I'm surprised to see him and he knows it.

'What are you doing here?' I hiss out of the side of my mouth. ' Why do you keep hanging around Tara? It's weird.' He looks deflated, ignoring me walking right past to knock on the door. I walk to my car and watch Tara's Dad open up and let him in, patting him on the back like a long lost son. I didn't get it? Why was Damien so into being Tara's best friend all of a sudden. He'd never shown her any interest before, even if he was just talking about me; he could forget it. I wasn't interested. The scene of Dean kissing me earlier today replayed in my mind and I could smell his aftershave mixed in with the weed we'd smoked and the freshness of the washing powder his mum used on his clothes. Was I interested in Dean? I didn't want to know - except I did, and the answer was yes. It was kind of like now I knew how Tara felt or didn't feel as the case may be. I was starting to give myself permission to like him. And Damien? Who cares. I looked at my phone ringing in my hand and snorted: Dean. I ignored it until the last ring and then quickly answered.

'Don't hang up! I'm really sorry. I put you in a hard spot. I shouldn't have, forgive me?'

'Look it's cool, just forget about it.'

'Can we meet? I promise I won't try to kiss you again.'

'Alright, I can pick you up if you want?'

'I'll wait out front, be over now?'

'On my way.' I hang up and start the car. We'd talk about Tara. I'd tell him I'd seen her; I'd tell him I knew...

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