You be good, and don't you miss me// Dean&Ally
Dean kept a hand casually on Ally’s waist when she asked him how he was. “I’m alrigh, better now you’re ‘ere, love.” He grinned cheekily. His arm dropped to his side when she moved from him and he watched her turn around and back again. “I am pretty miss-able.” He laughed, not thinking of the hug as anything more then affection he greedily accepted. “Missed ya’ too, Al’s.” He kissed the top of her head.
She squeezed him one more time tightly before taking a step back, but still holding both of his hands. Ally looked at him with a bit of a sad smile and sighted. Now or never right? She won't be able to tell him anything if she doesn't get it out now.
“Look, Deany, I think we need to talk.” She cringed at her own words. It sounded bad, like she was breaking up with him. But wasn't she? “It’s not as bad as it sounds, I think” she added the last part silently. “we just need to discuss something”
