Thirdly

It’s time to bury the past and behave like adults. Right?” /“And I'll take over as soon as I can. I mean if you want me to; it's your job now."/ "We’ll see.” I took in a deep breath. “We’re professionals.”/ “I hear you.” - I loved this part so much, ha ha. "If I must. I'd even buy you cold meds, read you a goodnight story, get myself a second nipple piercing, and kiss you to make you all better. If I must." - *gushing tears* Thank goodness. They were both in sore need of a spanking. Drove me nuts. But, it was beautiful. I'm glad that the bracelets falling apart didn't deter Ren from trying one more time. *rolls around in joy*

Ok, while I am not happy at his decision, I still respect it. He has good intentions wanting Ren and Sandro to move on. However, I still adamantly want him with Ren. I don't care how long it takes.

No. He saw me with Sandro and ran. - Ironic, isn't it? lmao. Michael and I aren’t together anymore. - WHAT? Noooooo, what happened? The silver metal I used for them has sharp edges, it will rub through the hair eventually, and the bracelets will break. - Well, that's heartbreaking.

Ren finally saw the pics! Jonah, you know your feelings for REN are way bigger than for Sandro’s. Stop trying to pretend they aren’t or you’ll end up cheating on Sandro and make everything so much worse.

Sandro...I hurt so much for you. But, if you really care for Jonah, you’d throw his confused butt into Ren’s arms.

Uh-oh...Chris, you’re adorable and all...and bless you for choosing Mike... but, what news do you bring to Jonah?

Sandro’s the best, I’m so curious about those last closeups he took and how they came out. It’s not too late for him to question Ren even now.

Well, you’re making me want to learn German just to read your original drafts. Spanish and kindergarten French are all I know at the moment other than English.

What language do you usually write in?

"Clean cut, huh?" Without even thinking long, I grabbed one of Matteo's extremely sharp knives and cut my freshly braided hair directly below the tie. - GASP. That was both absolutely badass and so very dangerous! It's hard to cut hair with a knife, you'd have to saw it all off. He could have hurt himself. Now I sound like a mother, lmao. Tony raised an eyebrow. "No problem. Sandro will kill me if his pretty model doesn’t look his best.” “What? How do you know about that?” - Seriously, what is UP with this town? Everyone's all up in everyone else's business. It sure is hilarious though. It hurt, it still fucking hurt. Fuck! I missed him; God I so fucking missed him. - You know, if you actually got out of him the truth...wouldn't it be better to know for certain??? And if he really did, you know, just knee him in the gonads?

On the morning of our one-year anniversary - whoa, a year already? what happened guys? aaaaaarghs... Yes, the one with my cheating ex-boyfriends. - Crap. Crappity crap crap crap. I really hope he's just misunderstanding what he saw. "Yeah …uhm…we've been together since last Friday. Well, it was supposed to be a surprise. I wanted to tell you last night, but…" Chris stuttered. - EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Yay Chris x Mike! *throws rose petals in the air* All he said was 'Because we could.’ - Uh-oh! I really REALLY hope Chris misunderstood that, too. This is madness and it isn't even Sparta.

Wait, wait, I think I'm starting to see the big picture here. Uh-oh. What could have ruptured paradise?

I'm so sickeningly happy, I don't even know what to do with myself. Yay, Ren!

*rolls around in joy* Yay! Hopefully now Jonah might see Ren in a different light?

Just a bookmark to help you make up your mind. - LMAO. Mike's so slick. Chris, Aurel, and me think you should dress your best and move your sexy ass over here to be Ren’s tardy lover.- Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. He hesitated only briefly, before he kissed me back. - Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

cornetti con crema al cioccolato e crema pasticcera - *drowning in drool* What say you, could I be a hat model? - Yes. Yes, you can. Pavlovian reflex? So you drooled as soon as you heard Ren’s name? Interesting image. I said shut up, Zach. - LMAO! Tell it like it is, Zach! Damn it, Michael...you deserve so much better. *pats the screen* It's ok, we'll find you someone that's a better fit for you. "We teased Ren very badly that night. He was jealous, that much was obvious, and you liked it." - I did too, aaarghs soooo guiltily. Hang in there Ren. Of course knowing what happened with Eric, you could just be afraid of getting hurt again and that’s why you’re pushing him away. - Nail on the head, Mike. Nail on the head.

I didn’t notice how tired I was until I leaned back, closed my eyes and dreamed of a cool, dark room with a large, comfortable bed and smooth sheets wrapped around me. - Why am I drooling all of a sudden? Am I that tired, too? Dang. Matteo grinned. “It’s Rick’s favorite color.” “Awww, how sweet.” - Sweet and awesome! "Are those lemon trees?" - Why am I drooling again? Am I tired AND hungry? "What the hell! Cinnamon! Shit!" I threw the bottle across the shower, where it hit the opposite wall, only to bounce back right into my face. - This is why you can't be taking your anger out on shower gel. Tsk tsk. I couldn’t even shower without being reminded of him. - Can I hug him? "Do I know the guy who is trying to murder me with his eyes?" - Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Oh, damn. They went way over the top. But, it was such a guilty pleasure. But, they totally went too far. Ugh. Poor Ren. This was both amazing and horrible at the same time.

"Uh oh, and what's with this mysterious admirer, and the red rose on Valentine's Day?" he asked waggling his eyebrows. - Yeeeeah, what's with the admirer? lmao. He led me to the next free table. "Sit down and I'll get you a coffee, vanilla latte right?" - Dude, how do you know how he likes his coffee?? "Ahh, so it's really a dove." Then I snickered. "Your boyfriend's name is Dove? Really?" - Oooooooooooomg. OMG. Jonah, look up your own name, dagnabbit! *facepalm* Wait, does this mean Jonah has violet eyes? "Why did you chain it er.. him?"- No, the question is "what is he chained TO" *drops forehead on desk groaning* Just what are we gonna do with these two?

You know you wanna re-read~

Before reading: *looks at chapter, looks at the time, looks at the chapter again* Damn. I have to cover for someone for an hour in 5 minutes. While reading: Fudge it, I can read a good bit in five minutes! I’m lucky the family loves me, even if I am known as the one who comes by spontaneously and sometimes slightly overstays his welcome. - LMAO, dude. Aaaaand pause. Got as far as reading "Zach, I'm not into clothes." BRB. *slumps in work chair* Finally back like an hour later. Now where was I? Right! Appropriate clothes to wear. "Jonah, wait! God dammit, you're such a girl sometimes, always running away," Ren called behind me. - LMAO! That was the best line ever. Sitting on the train I got a one-word text: “Coward!” The talented author I am, I very eloquently texted back, “Fucker!” all the while wondering how Ren got my number. - LMAO! I can't...I just can't... The morning of Valentine’s Day, I found a red rose attached to the handlebars of my bike, together with a short message in an unknown handwriting. 'Run baby run. When I catch you…' What the fuck? - Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Eric was in a real relationship with my best friend Chris. - Wait, BEST friend? I'm sorry, real friends don't date your exes. I don't care HOW well they get along or HOW long it's been since you were last together. There are way too many people in the world...makes me so mad. I've seen it happen all the time, too. It's ridiculous. I remember on three separate occasions when my best friend's exes tried to get with me (whether to spite her or because they were lazy, who knows?). I shot each and every one of them down on the spot without hesitation. I don't play like that. Totally went off on a tangent there. Back to reading! Wait, so Eric was the best friend first? And THEN Chris? They're BOTH his besties? Ok, so whenever things get prickly, he flies off. Well, everyone handles things differently.

Keep telling yourself this... Shut up, Zach. - Whooooooa, Zach's talking BACK? Mind blown. "So, what do you think Jonah, as you are like an expert, being Eric's ex. You certainly know how to push all the right buttons." He actually winked at me. "Do you think he'll go for it?" - Ok, as of right now, I'm not fully understanding. Chris, who seems to be dating Eric, wanted to what? Taunt Johah about what he wants to do with his ex as if to say 'I'm so better for him'? Trying to get a rise (be it angry or sexual) out of him? "Interesting, and could it be that you predicted Eric's response the way you did because it would be how you would want him to react?" - Boi, them's fightin' words! Hold up *rolls up sleeves* someone better hold me back. When I saw Ren following them, I slammed the door shut, right in his face. - LMAO! OMG Johah. So wrong, but so satisfying.

Before reading: Ok, 21 chapters...here we go! After reading prologue: I didn’t tell a real person though; I typed it up on my laptop. My laptop named Zach. - Ha! You're fine, buddy. I have a character who writes everything out to a journal called "Jackoff the Second" as if he were a real person. So, no judgment here. Yup, that's what I was doing. Running. - Why? Where are you going?

He likes you, maybe even loves you, Paul. Don't doubt that. He just doesn't trust himself anymore to recognize a good thing even if it's right under his nose.- GASP! Mark! Good job!! Wait, what? That's it? All we get is a kiss? And the prospect of their finally getting together...I shouldn't really complain, but I'm still gonna whine. *pouts* ...guess it's not too difficult to imagine them 'Christening' that couch. I am glad that everything was more or less sorted out, though. Finally~ And hopefully Mark starts dating someone new, too. Maybe someone between the personalities of Sam and Joel. Or, hell, a completely different personality. At least Paul got a decent kiss.

"Mark, why are you here?" - Seriously, dude. We would have parted eventually; I know that now. - Tell it like it is, Sam. Aaaarghs go see Paul, Sam, I don't care how you do it just go to hiiiiiim.