The School's Bad Boy|Dylan O'Brien fanfic|| Book 1

Chapter 41

1 month has passed. Me not talking to Dylan, I haven't forgiven him yet, barely even had a real conversation with him. The only time we had to communicate was with group work or small talk if we ran into each other somewhere. I actually went on a date... Yeah with Cody. It wasn't anything special it was just dinner and a movie. Which was fine. Yeah sure I'm not a huge fan of dates like that but I still had a good time. Dylan keeps on going to Tyler with all his problems with me and it's honestly really funny because Dylan never liked Tyler. When Dylan's done, Tyler tells me everything and there's some guilt in me. For example, Dylan told Tyler that he's been crying himself to sleep because he realizes that he doesn't have me anymore. He also occasionally self harms himself. I hate that. I just don't want to talk to him because I don't want to fall for him again. He hurt me physically and mentally and I can't exactly forgive and forget about that.

More happier news.... Graduation is in a month! I'm really excited to go to college. I'm living on campus and I already know who my roommate is. Remember my friend Rebecca? Yeah she's my roommate. Thank god because I didn't want to get someone I didn't like. Currently, I'm in school and we're getting our caps and gowns. They're blue... Better than red... Anyways, right now, I'm with Cody and we're picking up our caps and gowns and that rope that you put on if you're in any honors societies. Which I am in the regular honors society. It never meant anything in middle school but in high school it meant a lot more. It helps you get into a better college... Which I did. If it wasn't UCLA, I would've gone to community college... Which is fine but I'd rather go to UCLA.

We picked up our caps and gowns, put them in our locker, then walked to lunch. In the middle of the cafeteria there was a huge circle with screaming and yelling. Cody and I exchanged a glance then walked over. Everyone was surrounding Jake, an annoying school jock, and Dylan. "Say it again." Dylan said angrily.

"Your ex girlfriend, Stephanie, is an ugly ass slut." Jake said.

"That's it." Dylan said and tackled him. "NEVER SAY THAT AGAIN! SHE IS NONE OF THOSE THINGS! SHE'S BEAUTIFUL AND SHE'S NOT A SLUT!" I was shocked. Dylan always controls his temper not matter what. He never got into fights he was always mean and disrespectful. This had to stop. Dylan was beating the crap out of him.

"DYL STOP!" I screamed and he immediately stopped and looked up. He got up and walked away. But as he was walking away he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into a janitor's closet.

"Y-you..." He stuttered.

"Broke up the fight I know!" I finished his sentence.

"No... Well yeah you did but you called me Dyl." He told me and I sighed.

"I stopped the fight." I said.

"Do you still have feelings for me?" I looked around the closet and thought. Sure Dylan and I had good memories like our first date, when I started trusting him, a whole ton of stuff. Our first kiss when we almost got arrested... That was one of the best nights of my life. When he asked me to be his girlfriend... That was amazing. When he chose my favorite song to dance to... I had such a good time with him but I remember all the bad stuff too. Likes when he hooked up with Courtney. Our first fight... The whole Cody thing... Prom... Me kissing Cody while he kissed Courtney... Finally, when he pushBed me. All those add up... I finally answered his question.

"Yes and no." I said simply.

"Yes and no? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Dylan asked urgently.

"Dylan, the feelings never left... But all those bad memories still remain. I can't just forget!" I said.

"Can you forgive?" He asked. I don't know... Can I? I have to answer fast... Because if I don't something unpredictable could happen. That's when... I finally answered.
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CLIFFHANGERRRRRR... Sorry lol. I haven't done one in awhile. I'm probably killing you guys rn I'm sorry again!!! You'll figure out in the beginning of the next chapter don't worry...
-Kelly