[Hayley lets him lead her through the crowd, keeping her hand on him, like she needs that connection, that reassurance. Some part of her mind is screaming at the indignity of that thought---fine, fun and games are one thing, but this need is degrading.
But he's asked a question, and she feels compelled to answer him.]
Needing someone to be in control. I don't understand...[Her fingers tighten a little on him, clinging slightly.] I just need, and that's...embarrassing. I'm not that girl.
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But he's asked a question, and she feels compelled to answer him.]
Needing someone to be in control. I don't understand...[Her fingers tighten a little on him, clinging slightly.] I just need, and that's...embarrassing. I'm not that girl.