Chapter 11

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Why was my life so screwed up? My dad and boyfriend in the hospital. I didn't technically cheat but kinda with Emmett kissing me, this is all just happening too fast. I can't deal with this, I need to get away. I felt a light pat on my shoulder when I look up to see some hot older looking guy. His husky voice spoke.

"Something wrong?"

I got up wiping away the tears streaming down my face, I felt his hand lift up my chin making my eyes connect with his. Baby blue ocean eyes, his hand caress my cheek as he used his thumbs to wipe away falling tears.

"Who are you?" I asked, we didn't loose eye connection.

"Dylan, one of Chris Collins friends. I was in town and tough I stop to say hi."

"But how did you know he was in the hospital?"

"His parents and mine are close. Got a name babe?"

"Brittany."

He chuckled.

"Chris's toy?"

"I'm his girlfriend, not toy."

"Whatever."

He let go of me. Dylan had ocean blue eyes, with dark brown hair. He wore baggy jeans with an leather jacket.

"How old are you doll?"

"Almost 16, in 2 months."

"Now where's Chris, he awake?"

"In there." I pointed to the door, before he entered it, he looked back at me and smirked. I herd a huge HEY as he walked in, I went to the door. Not being visible enough for them to see me but I lightly just listened.

"Dude you didn't tell me your toy was cute?" Dylan said.

"She's not a toy and yea I did you probably just weren't listening. And is she out there I need to talk to her."

"Yep, HEY BRITTANY! CHRIS NEEDS YOU."

He spoke so loud that I'm pretty sure I could hear him across the hospital. I saying to myself, "Chris needs you"over and over again in my head. It finally worked as I walked in to his room. I got so emotional, I ran hugging to him in tears. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he held my hair. Stroking it back and forth, we stayed in that position for about like 5 minutes. I didn't want to let go. Dylan finally said something with his husky toned voice.

"So am i just going to watch you guys make up for the rest of my life or...?"

I giggled as did Chris. He grabbed my hand in his, locked it tightly but not to hard. Once again I felt secure.

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Short chapter, sorry xxx

Hope you like Dylan as much as I do, he's going to be in the story and you'll learn more about him as it carries on.

-Brittanyyyyyyy

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 25, 2013 ⏰

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