Semi-Edited

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Dylan's POV

"Why are you freaking out?"

"I am not freaking out." I gritted out, staring at myself in the mirror. I ran my fingers through my hair once again.

(What Dylan is wearing. Plus Dylan O'Brien is just so cute and adorable!)

"Yes you are. Chill out dude." Gage said as he leaned against the doorway of the bathroom.

"If I remember correctly you were freaking out about asking Carter out." I sent him a look. He didn't say anything letting me know I was right. I had to sit through him whining about Carter. Well technically he didn't whine about her but he did make a big deal about taking her out for a date just the other day, so he can deal with me.

"But you aren't asking her out Dylan. She is helping you with your homework." Well it felt almost like a date. We haven't done anything but text and that is only because I kept annoying her so she would reply. I tracked down one of her friends and got her number. She did keep replying so she had to like me in some way to continue on texting with me. I wanted to take her out but Johanna was not the type you can just take to dinner and a movie. She was different and I liked that. Maybe that is what got my attention.

The day I met Johanna was something I won't forget.

Three weeks ago...

Shit! I am late to class! I blame it on it being a Monday and not on the fact I didn't set my alarm or that Gage didn't think about getting me up. I only had 10 minutes to get to class or else my teacher would shut the door on me. While other professors don't really care if you are late, seeing as you were the one paying not them, but Mr. Cannon was terrible. If you were not in your seat at exactly 8:00 am you were late and not aloud to come in. Very stupid if you ask me.

Almost running down the hallway I silently cursed my alarm, Gage, and the fact that is was Monday of all days. If I had it my way I would sleep all day and not do a thing.

When I turned the corner I saw the classroom up ahead and I let out a sigh of relief. I still had 5 minutes to get inside. Reaching for the door hand I swung it open only to hear a loud thud and a yelp. Confused I stepped back and let the door close. My gaze feel to a figure laying on the floor, clenching their head.

"That fucking hurt." The voice said. It was a girl. When she looked up to glare at me I noticed she was very very pretty. I stared down at her with wide eyes not knowing what to say. I literally just smacked her with the door and all I could do was stare down at her like an idiot.

"Are you going to just stand there like an ass or are you going to help me up?" She asked holding onto her head with one hand while the other one was up waiting for me to grab it. I quickly grabbed her outstretched hand and pulled her up. When she got to her feet she swayed a little making my arm reach around to steady her.

"You seriously hit me with a door."

"I'm sorry I didn't see you there." I finally said something. Even with this girl glaring daggers at me I found her gorgeous. She had dark brown hair that was cut to about her shoulders if not shorter. A pair of black glasses framed her face and instead of blocking her eyes they seemed to made the brown pop. Being so close to her they didn't seem like just brown eyes, their were little specks of light hazel in them.

"Are you going to say anything or just stand there like a dumb ass?" She asked pulling away from me.

"I-I..." I couldn't seem to get any words out making me stand here like an idiot.

"Never mind you are going to make me late for class." She huffed. Still standing staring at her she pushed passed me and opened the door to Mr. Cannon's classroom. I raised an eyebrow at that. She's in my class? I silent asked. If she was I should have noticed her before now. The sound of the door slamming in front of me knocked me out my thoughts. Knowing that I only had another minute or so to get inside I pulled the door open and stepped inside.

As I made my way to my seat my eyes found the girl I hit with the door immediately. She wasn't seated too far from my usual seat but all the seats around her were full so it wasn't like I couldn't sit next to her. There was something in me that was screaming for me to go over to her but I wasn't sure what it was. Ignoring the feeling I took my seat just as the professor walked in.

Through out the entire class my eyes kept drifting over to the girl. She was hunched over her little side table, her hand moving quickly across her notepad. With her being one row down and about 5 seats to my left I could only see her right side.

I don't know what it was that made me keep looking in her direction. She didn't seem like anything special, in fact she seemed like a shy, nerd type of girl, someone I definitely didn't go for usually. Maybe it was because I hit her with the door on accident and I just wanted to make sure she was okay. It was a hard door. That had to be the reason I kept looking at her.

When class finally ended I stood up searching for her so I could apologize for real this time. But as I looked around I lost her in the sea of students flooding out of the door and into the hallway. Just as I thought she already left I spotted her heading for the door, slinging her bag onto her shoulder.

Pushing past people I quickly made my way to her. People cursed at me as I shoved them but I didn't pay them any mind, the girl with the dark hair was the only thing I could think about at the moment.

I followed her out the door and as the crowd thinned out I was able to reach her arm and tug her backwards gently.

"Hey." I said as I pulled her back to me. What I didn't expect her to do was shove her elbow back at me, hitting my shoulder hard and jerking away from me. I let out a little grunt from the blow. Damn she had pointy elbows. When she whirled around to face me her expression changed from anger to recognition, back to anger.

"Oh you."

"You have a hard elbow." I rubbed my shoulder.

"Then don't just grab me." She crossed her arms across her chest. That of course only brought my eyes down to her breasts because lets face it I am a young man. "Eyes up here." She waved her hand in my face.

"Sorry." I mumbled reaching back to rub my neck.

"What do you want. I have another class to get to."

"I um just wanted to say I am sorry."

"For what?" She asked tilting her head to the side with the corner of her lip curling up. She knew what I was saying sorry for but wanted to hear the words from my mouth.

"I am sorry for hitting you with the door. I didn't see you and I didn't want to be late." My hand moved from my neck to rub through my hair. "I hope you are okay." She didn't say anything for a minute and just stared at me.

"I'm okay, just a small bump to the head." She shrugged.

"Okay that is good. Didn't want to be the cause of you having a concussion or something." I chuckled when she didn't I stopped.

"Could I maybe take you out to make it up to you?" I asked suddenly not even aware I was saying it until the words slipped out of my mouth. My eyes widened at myself. I didn't stop her to ask her out! I had no clue why I did. While she didn't seem like the type of girl I didn't go for being this close to her I did notice she was really pretty. She just didn't hold herself like other girls almost like she didn't believe she was pretty.

"No." She said flatly.

"I can pick you up at...wait, what?" I said now hearing her words. "No?"

"No." I blinked looking at her.

"But-"

"I don't date and I especially don't date guys like you." She said before turning and starting to walk away.

"Guys like me?" I questioned going after her not knowing what she meant by that. I wasn't a bad guy!

"Yes guys that think they can get whatever girl they want, sleep with them, and then never call them again."

"I'm not-"

"'I'm not like that' yeah right." She finished the sentence for me.

"Hey! I am not that kind of guy." I said offended by her insinuation.

"Okay fine you may not be but I still won't go out with you."

"I was just trying to be nice." I said grabbing her and pulling her to a stop. Her words actually kind of hurt. It wasn't because she turned me down, I've been turned down before, but it was the way she thought she knew me that had me hurt and angry.

"You hit me with the door, I don't think that was being nice." She tugged her arm free from my grasp.

"I told you it was an accident. How many times do I have to apologize?"

"You don't. Now I have to go. I could say it was nice meeting you but it really wasn't." She shot me a smirk before turning and walking away from me. I stood there floored by her words. Once again I found myself calling out to her.

"You didn't say what your name was!" I yelled down the hallway, a few lingering students looking at me.

"I didn't give it!" She yelled over her shoulder at me. I watched her push through the doors and leave without looking back. I had no clue what just happened but for some reason a smile appeared on my face. She sure was different then other girls I have come in contact with. Something told me I be seeing more of her in the future.

Present Time....

To say meeting Johanna was interesting is an understatement. After that day I made sure to run into her on our shared class. I ended up moving seats so I could be beside her, which she hated and shot sarcastic remarks at me, but now she tolerates it. That is how we ended up on this studying date. I asked her to help me and after a lot of begging and poking her arm she relented.

It wasn't that I didn't know what was going on in the class, well I wasn't the greatest at math but I wasn't a complete moron on the subject. Anyways I decided that the only was for her to see me as something other than what she has classified me as on our first meeting, I had to get her to help me study. She was super smart so this was the best option. Or at least I had thought so at first. Now here I am stressing over it like some teenage girl. Gage's little comments were not helping me either.

I was suppose to head over to her dorm room in just a few minutes. She decided that meeting there was better then here, saying that I would try something if we were at my place. I was hurt that she thought I would take advantage of her but I agreed to meet at her place.

The thing about Johanna was she was stubborn as hell and when she made her mind up about you, there was no changing it. It literally took me a whole week just to get her name out of her. It has been three weeks since we first met and she still hasn't changed her opinion on me. She still thinks of me as some horn dog that will sleep with anything that has legs and doesn't care for people feelings.

Okay yes that may have some truth to it but I didn't get my jollies by hurting girls using them for one night then not call them. Girls knew when they got involved with me that I don't do much on relationships. Gage and I have always been that way. We don't string girls along and let them know right up front, that of course never stopped them. It was just something we have done for our lives, both of us knowing what happens when you love someone so much. It can break you.

That of course changed because he was now with Carter. I wasn't angry, in fact I was glad they were together. She finally got him to feel something and he needed someone like her in his life. Someone to balance out his moods and personality. Ever since seeing them together I have had this little feeling of want. I wanted to have someone like they do. Maybe now was the time to stop playing around so much and try a relationship for once. See where it goes. That was quite possibly why I was drawn to Johanna.

The three weeks I have known her I have found out she is the opposite of me. She is shy but when she wants to be she is sarcastic, rude, snarky. She definitely didn't take crap though. Not from me or anyone. She was kind of nerdy meaning she did well in her classes, was smart, and had glasses although I thought they suited her well. I didn't know much else about like where she is from, why she came to Colombia for college, her hobbies, anything like that. I was hoping today I could maybe ask her that.

I still had no idea what I was drawn to her so much. I think it is because she wasn't like the usual girls. Most girls here on campus I have run into they just fall to my feet, not being conceited or anything, but they do and same went for Gage. They only cared to sleep with us and in some ways I think they only saw us as Sex on a Stick. Even when I would be rude to them they would take it and not say anything. Johanna called me out on my bullshit. She didn't put up with it like others and it was honestly a breath of fresh air.

"What time will you be back?" Gage asked interrupting my thoughts. "I have a fight tonight at 6."

"I will be back before then. It is one now and it won't take us long to study."

"If you are going to be late just text me, I won't blue balls you." He smirked at me which I glared back at.

"Stop it." I wasn't going to do anything like that with Johanna. She didn't seem like the type and I wanted to prove to her I wasn't into her for her body.

"You better go before she thinks you stood her up." Glancing at the clock I noticed I should have left by now. Her dorm was across campus.

Cursing under my breath I pushed past him into my room to grab my things. I needed to bring my math textbook with me, a notebook, pencil/pen, and my calculator. I threw all of it in my backpack before grabbing my wallet, keys and my phone.

"I'll see you later." I called to Gage who was now sitting on the couch texting Carter probably. He yelled back something but I didn't hear it as I slammed the for shut and quickly made my way out of the building.

The walk to Johanna's went by quickly and before I knew it I was standing in front of the door with the number she texted me. I was nervous for some reason. I took a deep breath before bringing my hand up and rapping on her door three times. Rocking back and forth on my heels I waited for her to open the door.

When she opened the door a smile broke out on my face. I was still nervous but seeing her in front of me I relaxed a little.

"Hey." I noticed she was wearing a pair of sweats along with a t-shirt that had 'Namast'ay In Bed' on the front. I bit back a grin at that. She clearly didn't get dressed up for me while I spent the last 10 minutes worrying about my hair. Who was the real girl here? I noticed her eyes were trailing up and down me which just made me smirk at her.

"Going to let me in?" I asked.

"Uh yeah sure." Seeing her blush made my smirk wider. When she stepped to the side I slipped past her into her dorm room. I glanced around taking the place in. It was slightly smaller than mine or even Carter's but the is only because we were in the newer building on campus. I liked her place though, it felt homey which was something you didn't really get in a dorm room. Looking around you could tell the place was lived in. It wasn't super clean but you could make out random things left on the floor or the counter.

"My roommate is out for the day." She said moving more into the living room. I followed after her and noticed she already had her school work out on her coffee table.

"I like your place by the way." I commented as I stood awkwardly in her living room.

"Thanks. Cammie, my roommate, and I thought it would be nice making this place feel more like home since we are here most of the time. Have a seat." She gestured to the couch she was sitting on. She had the same couch layout we did, a large couch right in the middle and two separate chairs on either side.

I took a seat next to her but made sure there was some room between us. I pulled out my stuff and set it beside hers before rubbing my hands.

"Ready to study?" I asked glancing at her. She nodded not saying anything. "Hey you okay?" She seemed unusually quiet.

"Yeah I'm good." Before I could even question her she was leaning forward to grab her textbook. "Lets get started." Her tone let me know the conversation wasn't going any further. Respecting her wishes I nodded and grabbed my stuff as well.

For the next twenty or so minutes Anna helped me through our study sheet for our upcoming test in Calculus. At first I wasn't really paying attention, my eyes drifting to her, but after a few minutes I actually listened. The way she explained it was simple and easy, way better than the professor by far. While she explained it to me I could see her quietness easing away. She was now in her element that is for sure. She must have been uncomfortable around me at first but now she wasn't.

With only twenty minutes under our belts we got a good section of it done before we took a small break.

"Do you want some water?" Anna offered getting up off the couch.

"That would be great." While she got the water I finished what I was writing before setting it down on the table. My mind was on over drive but surprisingly I was having a good time. Sure we were only doing homework, and math at that, but it wasn't terrible. I was just comfortable around Johanna and that was a first for me.

It was silent for a few minutes as we both drank our waters not really knowing what to say to one another. I decided to start.

"So you like math huh?" I asked stupidly. After the words left my mouth I wanted to slap myself for the idiotic question. She chuckled at me but nodded.

"Not really, no."

"But you are so good at it." I said surprised.

"That is thanks to a lot of studying and hard work. I am not the greatest in math honestly. Now science that is my forte."

"What kind of science? Astronomy, Biology, Anatomy?"

"Anatomy. I want to be a nurse." My eyebrows raised at that.

"That is great."

"Both my parents are doctors so it is kind of bred in me to do something in the medical field."

"Why do you sound like you don't want to do that?" I asked. I must have struck something for her head snapped in my direction and her eyes widened.

"W-what I want to be a nurse." She defended but the way she said it was like she was trying to convince herself that. Because we didn't know each other that well I didn't want to dip into something that isn't my business.