Hate We Share

Part 4- The incident

Dylan's POV:

Then I saw him. He leaned in and said something directly into her ears and she giggled at him and punched him in the arm. 

'As if I'm going to let that idiot take that girl from me' I practically yelled taking some big gulps from whatever alcoholic drink I stole from the fridge and started to make my way downstairs to where the lovely dovey pair were stood.

Once I got down there they were no where to be seen, but as I was about to start looking someone grabs my hand and tugs on it. Spinning around my face automatically changes into a seductive smile and relaxed eyes.

'Guess you found me first' I stated gazing down at her. 

'You were taking too long' She replied an answer I wasn't expecting.

I felt a pounding in my head realising I'm probably more drunk than I let on to believe. Running a hand through my hair I open my mouth to give out my best cheesy pick up line but before I hand the chance to even say a word she cuts me off.

'Please don't ruin it by speaking right now' She taunts again grabbing my hand but instead now dragging me upstairs and towards a corridor lined with doors. Before I was pulled through the crowd I take a glance at my friends who were still stood in the place but instead of the encouraging faces I was expecting from them they all looked panicked staring at me almost willing me to stop. Unfortunately that was not enough to stop me from getting laid so I continued to let myself be dragged through the house. Suddenly I was pulled through a door and into a bedroom which was nicely decorated but before I had the chance to fully take in the room lips practically crashed into mine. They were needy and desperate, I pulled on her hair making her open her mouth as I slipped my tongue in her mouth. Slowly she started to grind on me causing my body to react. I move my hands from her waist down to her ass giving it a pinch. She smirked against my lips as she puts a hand under my shirt and start to lift it up pulling it over my head. When are lips connect again I allow my hand to explore, tracing down from her chest through her cleavage and down her stomach. My hands slip under he red dress and further up her thigh and into her pants. Lacing her arms behind my neck she starts to walk backwards towards the bed. When we reach it I push her onto the bed placing both hands next to her head. 

 Milo's POV: 

Where the fuck is Lacey. Like seriously I haven't seen her for about 30 minutes I must look crazy I'm staking the place like a hawk because I'm starting to panic. Opening each door I come across I have already checked all of down stairs I and I am now in a crowed area upstairs of course the first room I checked was Lacey but she was nowhere to be seen. I was now coming across Lacey's older sisters room who had left for university a couple years ago. I reached out and swung open the door expecting to see another empty room. How wrong I was. I stood there not able to move a muscle not even a though in my head as I watch Dylan DYLAN thrust into Lacey there lips connected in a passionate kiss. It isn't until Dylan break off the kiss for a breath that Lacey notices me. 

'Shit' Is all that Lacey is able to say. Looking shocked but not nearly as much as me. I still don't speak I am starting straight at Lacey with what I'm pretty sure is still shock but there might be some sadness in there. 

'What the fuck. Get out man' Dylan yells clearly more mad than embarrassed. That causes me to snap my neck to him. Still the anger not hitting me I look at him with what I know is a pained expression and shock fills his face. I look back at Lacey finally finding my words again. 

' How could you do this to me. To us. With him.' I basically splutter out my voice wobbling a bit not sounding as angry as I hoped. 

'Milo' Lacey replies in what I'm guessing it the sweetest tone she can muster. I can't be in that room any longer so I coward out and sprint out of the room through the door racing down the stairs and out of the house. 

Dylan's POV:

'What was that all about?' I questioned unsure about what I just witnessed but praying it's not what I think it is regret already bubbling within me. 

'What did it look like Milo walked in on us fucking' She snaps sliding her feet back into her heels. 

'Your with Milo. You and Milo are together like a couple' I stated unable to contain my guilt.

'Well yeh I thought you already knew that' She said as she got up from the bed and walked out the door as if nothing just happed. 

I am in deep shit and really messed up this time. I hate Milo but we created a line that both of us would not cross and I know I crossed it.