TWISTED // Dylan O' Brien

8 // Plane Thoughts

APRIL POV

Here I am, sitting on a plane. All by myself. No one to talk to. Unless my neighbour. But she looks like she wants to be alone. I mean, I already said hello, it's not that I need to tell her my lifestory or something. You know, maybe it's a good thing that she wants to be alone, to think. Because that's something I need to do too.

Questions like; 'Why didn't I kissed him back?' , 'Do I actually like him?' and 'Are we still friends?' Are going through my mind. To some of them, I already know the answers, but to some of them, I don't. Maybe it's a good thing I don't know answers to them all. I might get hurt. But, maybe I hurt Dylan. I don't want to hurt him. But deep in my heart, I know he understands what I did.

'Can I get you something?'

I wake up out of my thoughts and see a lady standing next to me. I look at her confused. 'W-what?'

'I asked you if you wanted something to drink' the lady says and smiles at me. 'Oh, uh, water please' I say and smile back.

The lady nods and fills a plastic cup with some water. 'Here you go' she says and smiles once again. 'Have a good flight' she says and leaves.

I take a sip from my cup and the cold liquid flows through my body.

Right after I did that, I start to think about someone else. Tyler.

He's the person I have a crush on even though it's so wrong.

God, I don't know.

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DYLAN

I go back in to my car and can't stop thinking about her.

I shouldn't have kissed her. I only made it worse.

Now I'll never have a chance. Good job,Dylan, good job.