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i wake up and realize i fell asleep on top of my pool table, cuddling Alivia. one of my friends. there's a deep throbbing pain in my head, i can't tell if it's because im hungover or if it's from using alivias thigh as my pillow. i slowly get off the pool table and see a couple of kids passed out all around my basement. i walk over to the stereo and turn off the quite music that was still playing, and head upstairs. i see Dylan Duker sleeping on my couch, i laugh as i go to cover him up with the blanket on the floor. as soon as i lay the blanket on top of him, his big arms wrap around me and pull me closer into his chest. now im awkwardly laying ontop of dylan and we're both laughing
"thanks mom for covering me up."
"no problem hunny." i laugh and he lets go of me, i stand back up and start to walk away
"you look good in my sweater mak."
i am confused by this statement until i look down and see that i am in fact wearing dylans football sweater. i just smile at him and keep walking towards the back of the long wide hallway.

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"i know im sorry mom. it'll all be cleaned up."
i lay in my moms bed with her as she yells to me about her coming home and seeing teenagers and empty cups all over her basement. im just glad she didn't embarrass me this time.
"i know you were upset about me going on that date, and this is kinda like your way of showing your hurt about me dating other men but makayla, no matter who i date i'll always be your mother and your father will always be your father. nothing's going to change that. i love you."
"i love you too." i kiss her cheek and get up to go take a shower while everyone's still asleep.

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everyone's awake, everyone that spent the night helped clean up and now it's time for breakfast. my mom insists that everyone stays and eats but only a few actually do.
"BREAKFAST IS READY" my mom hollers at all us kids hanging out in the living room.
we set down at the table and it's just me, nicole, alivia, dylan, alex, kyle and mandy. my mom made a huge breakfast and we all dig in. my mom leaves the room and goes to eat in her bedroom like always.
"so, who remembers anything from last night?" mandy laughs and looks around the table.
"i remember dylan throwing mak into the hottub, and kyle basically trying to sleep with mak. nicole was dancing on tables with you, mandy. and alivia got here late, around the time we started playing spin the bottle after that mak and alivia were doing the cha cha slide on the pool table, cole tompson and randy hollow almost got into a fight but mak and heather stepped in between them and kyle hodges caleb and zak all had to kick those two out. ." alex comes in handy because he doesn't drink and usually remembers everything.
"woah.." i laugh and just stare at Alex.
"spin the bottle?" mandy ask what happened during the game
"well i'll just you guys who you kissed, Mandy you kissed-" the list went on and on for a while."- nicole kissed joey marcuz and toby-" we all discussed that while nicole pretended to throw up "-alivia only kissed mak and jason, and mak kissed dylan jason hodges and well alivia."
im sorry but did he just say i kissed alivia AND dylan... first of all im straight and second of all i wonder if Dylan remembers our kiss.. i look over at him and he's smiling at me. oh shit, i was so drunk the kiss probably was sloppy and disgusting.. wait
why do i care? haha it's just dylan, we've been friends since freshman year, it's just dylan.. right..?.. i mean he probably didn't even think twice about the kiss it was probably nothing to him... because it is nothing! i look around the table completely unaware of the conversation going on around me.
"-Mak?........MAKAYLA!!"
i jump a little
"yeah what? what is it?" i turn toward alivia
"you okay? you look worried"
i smile and shake my head "im fine. haha just need some aspirin or something."
"right..." alivia gives me a weird look and they all go back to talking.

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*Hey I totally forgot my sweater, can I stop by after practice to get it? -D*
*??? -D*
*Well it's after practice.... -D*
*HELLLO?!? -D*
*Alright, keep it. -D*
shit! i wake up from a nap and see all the text from dylan he sent over an hour ago!
"Hey! Dylan?"
"Yeah?"
"I was napping I'm so sorry I didn't answer you text, and I put your sweater in the wash. It smelt funny. I'll drop it off tomorrow or something if that's okay?"
"I figured you were sleeping, but yeah that sounds good. And hey, sorry for the moody text. Practice didn't go so well and I was hoping I would see afterwards to at least cheer me up a little."
i am just staring at a wall smiling right now, he wanted me to cheer him up. that means i make him good. aww.
"Well what're you doing right now Mr.Duker?"
he laughs a little and i can't tell he's smiling now
"Nothing, unless you're wanting to do something of course."
"I'll be at your house in 10, okay?"
"Okay"
he hangs up and i run to my closet, goodbye sweatpants.

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"stop changing the song!" i smack dylans hand as he reaches for the radio again..
"alright alright, can you tell me were you are taking me?"
"nope" i smile
"i feel like i am being kidnapped, cmon mak." we laugh and i pull over to the side of the road, and park.
"wait is this the part where you kill me and ditch my body in the woods?"
i smack his arm,
"Dylan!" i laugh

we've been walking through the woods for about 5 minutes, dylans just been telling me about why practice was so shitty today. he's getting so worked about it still, i don't blame him though. the coach is a total jackass. we finally get to the spot and dylan just stops taking.
"woah.."
i look at him, he's looking at the natural spring water in amazement. it's beautiful here.
"how'd you find this place?" he finally brakes the silence as we are now sitting on a huge rock that's just handing off land right above the water, close enough for our feet to dangle in it.
"when i was little my parents used to come here every first Sunday on the month and we'd have a picnic. we'd bring mason (my old, died, dog.) and we'd just hangout here all day. enjoying each other's company. but now since that's over, i come here when im stressed or having a breakdown. this is my place. sometimes i even come just to study and get away from it all. to escape and clear my mind, i knew you were having one of those days, so i figured you could enjoy this spot as much as i have."
dylan puts his hand on my thigh and a tingly feeling goes down my spine
"thank you mak. i needed this.. you're amazing."
i smile at him and stare down at the water.
"can we talk about something?"
we're the fuck did that come from, my face heats up with red and i look at Dylan who looks confused to my question...
"of course..."
i shake my head, as i rest my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands.
"i don't know why but all i can think about is the kiss from spin the bottle and i don't even remember it.... do you?"
i am now looking at Dylan, who's staring at me.
"you were pretty trashed.. but it was an interesting kiss if i do say so myself." he laughs, and im still looking at him. "i remember it." he gets serious once he realizes i am actually worried about it.
"i know it's silly to be worried about it, but was it terrible? like you said i was trashed.. was it sloppy? did i lick your face? because i've done that before and im sorry i-" he cuts me off "it was fine. best drunk kiss i have received actually." i kinda smile and let out a sigh. i wish i remembered it. "hey im sorry you don't remember it but it was something like this.." he grabs my cheek and pulls me for a kiss, but it wasn't just a peck. this kiss lasted, it was actually amazing.

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