Disclaimer: AZ's the puppetmeister, i'd advise you to talk to him... :)
Prompt was: "when you look at me, you see someone else"
Enjoy. x
"Just admit it Danny, when you look at me, you see someone else, I'm not what you thought, am I?"
"Lindsay, it's not like that"
"It's not, it's not is it? Why don't you try and explain how it is then?" she emphasised sarcastically on the latter of her sentence.
"Lindsay, you've misunderstood me" he stressed
"Danny, where I come from, there's only one way of interpreting 'you're not what I thought you were'."
"Montana"
"No Danny, you don't have the right to call me that anymore"
"But Linds,"
"No Danny, I understand now, I'm not all that you thought I was. I get it, I was a conquest. Now, when you look at me, it's not me you see, it's some blonde, I get that. Its fine" she barked, tears rolling down her face. Clearly it wasn't fine.
"Lindsay would you-"
"Would I what? Listen to you. Sorry Danny, don't think so, go on, get out of my apartment. Go."
"But Lindsay"
"No, just go Danny, you aint gonna say that I'm not what you expected, after I've ripped open my past and told you everything. After I've given you my heart and soul, and gave everything I have so that we work... Go"
"Lindsay please-"
"Danny, please, just leave"
"But Lindsay, what I was trying to say was that"
"Danny, I'm sick of your excuses"
"Before you cut me off, what I was trying to say was that you're not what I thought you were, because you're so much more. I was trying to say that I love you, and you're so much more than what I expected, for me, for the woman I thought I would fall in love with."
She stopped, and cocked her eyebrows at him
"You were telling me you loved me"
"Yeah" he shrugged
"You were telling me you loved me, and started off by saying I'm not what you expected"
"Yeah, well if you hadn't of gone jumping to damn conclusions and thinkin' that every time I look at you I see some blonde chick, we wouldn't be having this argument"
"We're not having an argument Danny"
It took all his self restraint not to laugh in that beautiful face of hers.
"Oh, we're not are we" he smiled sarcastically
"No, why would I be arguing with you, if you'd just told me you loved me"
"I-um- I" He looked around the empty apartment for some kind of back up, a hidden camera perhaps, surely he was being punk'd. He half expected Ashton jumping out from behind her mini pool table he'd gotten her as a joke for her birthday the year before... He was almost sure, so sure that he was even willing to bet his Harley on it. Well, maybe the picture of one he had on the wall.
"So, we're- we're good then?" he asked, unsure of how to act around her
"Sure, why wouldn't we be" she smiled,
"No reason, just asking. So Montana, we were going out for dinner" he asked trying to change the subject
"Oh yeah, I'll just go and get changed" she smiled, kissing him on the cheek as she headed into the bedroom
Silently he sat down on the couch and crossed his legs. That was the LAST time he tried romantic crap. Next time, he was stickin' to a simple I love ya…