(Hannah's POV)
"Dylan! I didn't do anything!" I sobbed into him and he held my head tenderly.
"She knows that, Han. She's just upset," He smiled at me but I couldn't smile back. My best friend was mad at me and called me a slut for something I didn't even do.
"But why is she upset with me?!" I cried again. Dylan shrugged and pulled me closer.
"Maybe she was upset that you didn't tell her what happened," Dylan took my hand and led me to his room, since Gabby was in mine.
"Well I didn't want to break her heart. And she would've killed Kenn if she heard it from me and not him. They might have broken up for good," my sobs were calming down and turning into whimpers.
"Why don't you go talk to her," Dylan suggested. I looked down.
"I don't want to speak to her," I sighed, "if she still thinks there is something going on with me and Kenn." Dyl became silent and I patiently waited for his response.
"Do you think there is something with me and Kenn?!" I screamed, completely horrified. Dylan's eyes stared into mine.
"Baby, no," he grabbed me in a hug and kissed tenderly at my lips, "Never." I needed his kiss right now.
He pulled me close to him as I found his tounge in my mouth and smiled, pressing my lips harder to his. His hands played with the hem of my shirt until he started letting his hands feel all around my stomach and pull my shirt over my head. He pulled his shirt off too so I felt his bare chest on my hands. I began shivering, so he wrapped his body over mine and I pulled him closer. I wrapped my legs around him and my bra was touching his chest. He lifted me up, his hands feeling my back now.
"Where's Gabby?" Kenn stopped in the doorway with his eyes wide as he eyed my bra. I grabbed a pilow and pulled it infront of me to cover my half naked body. Dylan glared at him,but he stayed in the doorway, eyeing me. He had a weak spot for half naked girls. A very weak spot.
"In her room," I stated. He nodded but stayed watching me in the doorway. I dropped the pillow and his eyes grew wider, a smile growing on his lips. I walked sexily to the door, swaying my hips just the right amount. Kenn must've thought that I was going to kiss him or something, and I knew I had him fooled. Suddenly, I slammed the door in his face. Dyl's laughter flooded the room.
"That's how you trick your best friend's boyriend!" I bowed and Dylan clapped.I did feel bad though, so I pulled my shirt over my head and walked to the door.
I stepped out and found Kenn trying to get into Gabby's door. She had locked it though.
"No luck?" I asked quietly. Kenn looked back at me and jumped.
"No," he frowned, then started to laugh, "I had no idea you were there, you scared me."
We both started laughing and his smile grew bigger. "So can we go talk about my mistake in kissing you?" He looked down. "I mean I don't mean mistake like you're a bad kisser or anything! I just mean like -" I stopped him with my hand.
"I know what you mean Kenn, and there's nothing to talk about. It was a mistake. A big one. And you need to apologize to Gabby until your fricken heart can't apologize anymore," I smiled at him and he grabbed me in a hug.
"Thanks, I thought everyone had given up on me," He looked down at me and I smiled.
"Okay, now keep trying to win Gabby back," I smiled and walked back into the room with Dylan.
"So can we get back to what we were doing?" Dylan asked me sexily. I smiled at him and jumped onto the bed.
"I'll take that as a yes," Dylan smiled and I pulled him into a kiss.
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Living in a Fantasy
Teen FictionGabby and Hannah are the best friends you could ever imagine, but they aren't you're ordinary teenagers. They aren't rich and famous like some of the other diva snobs you may come across, but they do have boy problems. A lot of them. The drama surge...