d y l a n : you awake princess?

v a l e r i e :  yeah, i can't sleep.

d y l a n : still thinking about him i'm guessing?

v a l e r i e : not anymore. i'm done with him.

d y l a n : i call that bullshit.

v a l e r i e : why?

d y l a n : because that's the reason why you can't sleep. i am almost certain you're tossing and turning in your bed, trying to figure out a way to be more beautiful to impress him. not only that, but you're also asking yourself why he rejected you.

d y l a n : and also when a girl says she's over someone, she never says it unless she still cares.

v a l e r i e : well shit.

v a l e r i e : you're not as stupid as i thought you were.

d y l a n : yeah, and you want to know what i think of you?

v a l e r i e : tell me dylan.

v a l e r i e : what do you think of me?

d y l a n : i think you deserve someone who would give you roses and buy you chocolates. i think you deserve someone who treats you like you're royalty.

v a l e r i e : what are you getting at?

d y l a n : i am not good with words, but i'm just going to say it. i think you're beautiful. and...

v a l e r i e : and what?

d y l a n : damn it!

v a l e r i e : what happened? did the biscuits burn again.

d y l a n : no! i stubbed my toe!