Living With Six Boys

Chapter 14

The rest of the week lagged on. I hung out with the guys and I hung out with Sam a few times. It was the last night of break. I have done nothing but lay in bed. I looked out the window, it was storming out. I don't enjoy storms. They frighten me.

I stood up and walked to my closet, I threw on a pair of black leggings and a neon pink sweatshirt. I put my purple fuzzy slippers on and I walked down the staircase. I was hesitant for a moment but then I heard lightning and ran up the other staircase.

I reached the end of the staircase and I walked down the hall. I reached my destination and I tapped on the door.

"Come in." I heard Dylan say.

I stepped in and looked at Dylan; he had a confused look on his face.

"What's wrong?"

I frowned and walked over to him, he was sitting at his desk working on something. He put his pencil down and stood up. I hugged him and gripped him tightly.

"I don't like storms." I muttered to him.

"Aw babe, you'll be okay."

He picked me up bridal style. I put my hand on his chest and leaned into him. He walked over to the bed and laid me down. He pulled the cover up and got under the covers with me.

The thunder was loud and I snuggled next to him. He held me tightly and kissed my shoulder. He rubbed my arm which was comforting.

"Why don't I put something on Netflix to drown out some of the storm?" Dylan said.

"Sounds great."

He reached for the remote being practically on top of me. I giggled.

"What?" he smirked.

"I could have got that." I said.

"I'd rather get on top of you," he winked.

I grabbed his shirt and spun him around so he was lying with his back against the bed.

"I think this is better."

I was straddling him and he had a smile on his face.

"You're so sexy." He said.

"Why thank you."

I leaned in and kissed him, he leaned forward wanting more. A ton of things were going through my mind. I realized how far this was going. Did I want it to go that far? I was a virgin after all. Oh I hate that word; it makes me seem like a child.

I stopped thinking and focused on the moment. Dylan started tugging at my sweatshirt. I stopped myself and pulled away; I got off of him and sat crissed cross right next to him.

He got up leaning on his arms so he was at an angle.

"What's wrong?"

"I think we should talk."

"About?"

"I'm a virgin."

He looked me in the eye; he sat up and leaned in towards me.

He put his hand on my face and I looked at it and back up at him.

"We don't need to rush things, I will wait as long as we need to."

"I just needed to put that out there, I'm glad you understand."

"I love you Madi."

"I love you too."

I scooted back over next to him and we both laid under the covers. He turned the TV on and put Netflix on.

He turned on a movie called Remember Me. Robert Pattison was in it, so was Belle from Once Upon A Time.

The movie started on a sad note, let's just say there was a gunshot and someone died. The gunshot made me jump. Dylan rubbed my arm to comfort me.

The movie was intense and there was a love-hate relationship involved. I teared up a bit when the little girls' hair got cut off at the sleepover.

I was intensely crying at the end though. I didn't like how he died. I hate when people die in movies. It's so sad.

I looked over to see Dylan even tearing up a bit.

"Oh look you're a softie," I teased him.

"I'm only human" he responded.

"I'm just teasing you," I tapped him on the nose.

The movie ended and I turned around to face him while the credits rolled through. We were both under the covers facing each other with our faces squished against the pillows.

I looked him in the eye and then huffed at myself.

"Well I have to go, it's a school night." I said to him.

"Nooooo stay here with me." He pleaded.

"You know I can't Dylan, I respect your mother and I'm going to follow her rules and that means being in separate rooms before bedtime."

"I hate it when you're right."

I kissed him on the cheek and turned to leave the room. I walked out the door and down the staircase. I passed Christina who was coming up.

"Goodnight, Christina." I said to her.

"Hold up for a second," she looked at me "what were you guys doing in there? Was the door open?"

"Wide open and we were watching a movie and I found out Dylan's a softie."

"Hah I've known that all my life, well thank you Madi, goodnight. I'll see you in the morning."

I nodded and walked down the stairs and back up the other side. Boy was this a lot of exercise. I opened my room and walked in; I closed my door behind me and then took my sweatshirt off. I was wearing a black sports bra and I kept my leggings on.

I crawled into bed and turned my lamp off. I tucked myself in and closed my eyes.