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His dark hair was pulled back and he was smiling that charming smile he used to use to hit on the prettiest girls at school all those years ago. He was wearing long dark suit pants and a white shirt, also a bacl leather jacket. The little son of a b**** hadn't even tried to pretend he hadn't any kind of particular interest in this dinner. It bothered the hell ouf of me when he offered his hand to Stephanie, who shook it friendly, and then he kissed her hand. I had a hard time controlling myself at that moment. Affortunately, Steph came back to my side right after that and kissed my cheek. Was she trying to show him she was mine or did she notice I was about to murder him?

The most unfair thing about it all is that everyone liked him. And I'm not only talking about my family, not only about tonight, this has been going on for years, since like forever. And I didn't understand it! I mean, every single parent he'd ever met had adored him though he was screwing their daughters and then left them as quickly as the sun rose... And yet they've always hated me! Ok, so he may look a little bit better, but clothes aren't anything! And skateboarding and playing the bass in a band doesn't mean I'm a rebeld or something like that! So why the hell did everyone like this guy! Jesus Christ, even granma liked him! That doesn't happen every day, let me tell you that.

"Dougie, dear," she'd said as she stood by my side for a moment "see how good those pants look? Why don't you buy some like that and stop wearing those weird short trousers you like to wear? You could really look like a man"

And she was gone before I could say anything.

"I like your trousers" Stephanie whispered in my ear and smiled.

I sighed "Thanks, babe"

"Why don't we all go to the dinning room?" mum said "Dinner's going to get cold"

"Come on, Dylan, I'll show you your seat" Jazzie smiled innocently at him and he followed her.

Steph and I were the last ones to enter the room and Jazzie and arranged our seats in such a way that Stephanie and I would not only have to be apart from each other, but she was going to have to sit next to Dylan because she told her to take that seat because I could and I couldn't argue about it in front of my whole family, I'd look stupid.

"So, Dylan..." aunt Moo asked "Do you work or study?"

"Yes, I help my father in his firm sometimes, he's a lawyer. I also study interior design and law."

Everyone seemed so impressed and just so annoyingly and unreasonably proud. Even Steph!

"Isn't inteior design a bit girly?" I couldn't help saying.

"It may be, but it was my mum's dream and I don't want to let her down" he said and all the women in the room said 'aw'.

"I wanted Dougie to be a doctor" my mum said, then sighed "but we all knew that was never going to happen"

"Hey!" I complained "I'm a very successful bass player!"

"I know, I know, baby" she said and Dylan smiled as she called me 'baby' "But you've got to admit you got lucky with the band"

"A law degree is certainly considered a smart career move" uncle Daniel said before I could complain about what my mother had said "as it commands status, prestige, employment and promotion prospects and it often has a good or even large income attached to it. You must really smart, kid."

"Thank you sit" Dylan said and Jazzie smiled at my annoyance.

"Oh, you can call me Daniel" my uncle said. I wanted to vomit.

"So Dylan..." I said as I tried to think of ways to make him look bad or at least not as good as I can be "Why didn't you go on the cruise with your panrets? Don't you make enough money with your work?"

"Actually, I could have paid it if I'd wanted to" he said "but I wanted parents to have some time alone. They haven't had time to be on their own and, well, when you're in love, that's all you want, right? To have some peace with the one you love"

Oh, for God's sake! I can't believe the way the women here are looking at him! That is total bullshit! Those lies are so freaking obvious!

"You're completely right" Stephanie said and they both looked into each others eyes for a moment. I was going to die. He smiled at her, but then she looked away from him "Isn't he right, Dougie?" she smiled at me with such sweetness that I blushed for a moment and forgot about my family sitting with us.

"S-sure" I said. Dylan seemed slightly disappointed.

"So, Stephanie" Dylan said "Are you studying anything at the moment?"

"Yes, architecture" she said, her attention back to him, a friendly smile on her face. It bothered me that she was being nice to him. Didn't she see beyond his charming smile, didn't she see what he truly wanted?

"Wow, that is so interesting" Dylan said, opening his eyes a little bit in surprise, then looked at me "Wow, Poynter, you found yourself a perfect catch, huh?"

"I did, yes" I mumbled, hating to have to talk to him.

"Well, it was about time, after all those girls I've seen you bringing home" he said, probably knowing this upset Steph. Women never like hearing about their man's exs. Well, I don't wanna hear about my girlfriend's exs either, and she's heard enough about mine lately.

"Sure" I just said.

"How are you finding interior design?" Stephanie asked him and he turned towards her again "I wanted to study that when I finish architecture. The more I study, the more oportunities I'll have in life"

"Very wise" he said to him "You could come to my house some time and I'll show you some books"

"Oh, isn't that nice, Stephanie?" Jazzie said, smiling.

"Yes, it is" Steph said, oblivious to my little sister's evil plans, unaware of Dylan's oh-so-obvious desires towards her.

"Then I'll take you soon" he said and smiled.

"I'd love to join you" I said, terrified at the idea of the two of them alone.

"I thought you'd said interior design was girly" Dylan said, probably following the same ideas I had in my head.

"Yes, Dougie, you don't like interior design at all, what should you go?" Jazzie said as she moved her fork from side to side, far too interesting in the conversation to eat.

"Oh, babe, you'll get bored" Stephanie said.

"Why don't you come tomorrow?" Dylan offered her "My books are there"

"I can walk you to his house, I know the way" Jazzie said.

"Thanks, Jazzie, that's nice of you" Stephanie said, smiling, her angel's face lighting up as she probably thought my sister was finally starting to approve her as my girlfriend. She was so not doing that.

"That's so nice of you" aunt Ivy said.

I felt so left behind in that moment. What the hell was going on? Didn't anyone else but Jazzie, Dylan and I realized what going on? It was so freaking obvious.

"Indeed it is" mum said and smiled too.

Stephanie met my eyes and smiled and I just felt so bad, this was so wrong.

"Oh, it's nothing" Dylan said, then turned towards Steph "I'll be really looking fowards to it"