𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ,, dylan hoffman

twenty three.

AFFECTION
chapter 23 — hoco pics

"I FEEL LIKE A FUCKING GLITTER bomb." blair said, irene behind her zipping up blair's dress.

"yeah a hot one." irene said, smacking blair's ass. "stop!!" blair yelled out.

"what is going on up there." ryan said while he fixed his purple tie in the mirror at the front of irene's house.

"i don't know but it sounds like your girlfriend is abusing mine." dylan said.

"dude she's not your girlfriend." ryan shook his head.

"yet." dylan said pointing at ryan. "why didn't you just ask her when you asked her to hoco?"

"one step at a time." dylan said. "we could be farther if you asked her to hoco before."

"okay well before we were on 'i wanna slit your throat' terms." dylan said.

"and now you guys are on 'i wanna stick my tongue down your throat' terms." ryan said.

"dude, fucking stop."

"blair, can you pull down my shorts i can get to the back." irene said.

"yeah sure." blair said, walking to the back of her best friend. her heels clicking on her wooden floor.

"okay got it."

"phew. you ready to meet the guys?" irene said.

"uhh idk. ryan's your boyfriend and dylan's just my date. what if he doesn't like my dress?" blair said.

"fuck him then. you look amazing. and he will like it, he'll love it. 6 years remember, he's in love with you."

"yeah i need to talk to him about that." blair said grabbing her silver purse.

irene opened the door, and the two girls held hands before leaving the bedroom.

they walked down the hall and made a turn to the steps, and ryan and dylan both looked up at them.

"oh my gosh, she looks stunning." ryan said, only watching his girlfriend.

dylan on the other hand was silent, his eyes were just wide and following every step blair took.

he was so astonished that his brain didn't even register when blair ended up in front of him.

"hey, your blue matches mine. you look amazing, very handsome." blair said, smiling.

"i - uh, you look-too. i mean amazing too. i-"dylan said, words not forming.

"sorry. i just...you look really pretty blair." dylan said, looking down at the corsage in his hand.

blair grabbed his arm, and pulled him into the kitchen next to the front of the house.

"dylan are you okay? you look nervous, and your words proved it." blair asked.

"i am nervous. i don't wanna mess this up blair, i've liked you forever. this is the first time my shot has actually worked. this night can make or break everything, i just- it's gotten to my head." dylan said.

"dyl, i like you a lot. nothing is gonna change that, even if you start hitting the quan at the middle of hoco. so don't be nervous, just have fun."

blair gave him a big smile, and dylan couldn't help but smile back.

she leaned on her tiptoes, closing the high gap and left a quick kiss on dylan's lips.

"guys come on! we're ready to take pictures." irene said loudly.

dylan grabbed blair's hand, and they walked to the front of the house together.

they first took photos with the boys putting on this purple and blue corsages, then with irene and blair button on their boutonnières.

the quartet took more photos, some with just a couple or some with just the friends.

"we look so cute in that one." blair said looking at a photo of her and irene.

"okay look at how dylan is looking at you in this one." irene said.

"look at ryan's hand placement in this one." blair said.

the girls squeeled, holding each others hands.

"okay so do you want me to send these to all of your parents?" irene's mom asked.

"yeah."

"ill give you my moms number."

blair cleared her throat, "not mine. just send it to me and i can send it to my dad."

"okay, so yeah dylan what's your moms number." irene's mom said.

"mom you can send it after, we still have to to take photos with our friends in the park.." irene said.

"oh that's right, that's right. okay everyone in the car!"

nayah speaks !!

okay so for those of you who didn't get what i was referring to two chapters ago in THIS LINE:

here's the photo, for those of you who haven't seen it (how have you gone this long..)