It's Him

Chapter Three

I stand there frozen, my heart beating so hard and fast it hurt, but I didn't pay attention to it. All I could think was that I found him. I finally  found him.

No one seems to have noticed my mood change, as they keep on talking, Kim introducing me and Emily to the two boys.

Dylan looks over at me with a blank expression not showing any signs of him recognizing me, making my heart stop.

"Nice to meet you Nick." He says with a charming smile. His words snap me out of my trance and I immediately take offense to the nickname. Only my mom called me Nick.

"It's Nicole." I say a breathlessly, still in shock. "I like Nick better." He says and before I can reply he leaves. I just stand there, I couldn't move. I could barely even breath. I mean what the heck just happened, I've waited two years and I've imagined this happening over and over again and it just went by so quickly. 

"I'm sorry for him, he can be a little brat when he wants to be. Anyway why don't I show you to your rooms?" Kim asks motioning towards the elegant stairs. I smile weakly and nod, grabbing the suit case from behind me and adjusting Em on my hip.

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Our room was beautiful. It had an elegant royal blue paint, and a fluffy white comforter with a HUGE window overlooking the skyline. I could even see the Eiffel Tower way in the distance. There was also a huge flat screen TV with a cabinet full of DVDs already.
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I had put Emily down for a nap about an hour ago and now I'm raiding their pantry, pulling out anything with chocolate. I had a pretty good pile and I was about to go back up to my room, when I heard footsteps coming into the kitchen.

"Why do you have my jacket?" Dylan asks from behind me.

"What?" I turn around with a confused expression, to be met with Dylan holding up the jacket he gave me, the day he saved my life.

"I said why do you have my jacket?" His beautiful face was reflecting his curiosity and I couldn't help but blush. "We're going to wake up Emily if we talk too loud, lets go outside."

I grab him by hid hand and pull him out the door to their backyard. When I realized I was holding his hand I quickly let go, I didn't want him to think I was weird, even more so after he found his jacket in my room.

He raises his eye brows and gestures for me to go on with his hands.

"Well we used to go to the same school and..." I start but get interrupted by him.

"Wait we went to the same school? Oh hey you were that hot girl with the good grades, but would always turn down the guys."

"Yep that's me." I say not looking impressed but on the inside I am freaking out that The Dylan Grays just called me hot. Holy Freaking Crap.

"Wow. most girls I know would be flattered to hear me call them hot." He says with smirk on his face.

"Well I guess I'm just not most girls." I say raising an eye brow.

"Clearly." He says looking down.

"Anyway back to the story, you and me went to the same school and remember that cruse that the freshman class went on?" I ask looking up at him. He nods his head, his eye brows raised.

"Well that was me you saved, and you gave me that jacket. I wasn't sure if I would see you here so I just brought it and planned on giving it to you if I did." I explain.

"Oh. You just look different I guess."  The fight seems to have gone out of him and instead of looking mad, he just looks blank. We both stand there in silence, both of us not baring to move, as if an unspoken law.

"Thank you." I finally say looking up and into his eyes.

"For what?"

"Saving me, keeping me around for Emily, For everything you did that day that I never got a chance to thank you for, so thank you. "

He nods his head slightly, and turns back toward the house, but stops can says, "You can keep the jacket. I don't want it anymore." and setting it on the bench next to the door way, and walking away.

 I smile just a little bit at the thought of him letting me keep the jacket. And here I thought he was just going to be a brat.

I grab the jacket and walk inside and make a couple of sandwiches for me and Em, and grab my pile of chocolates, and walk up the elegant stairs to our room. 

I shut the door silently sliding down it with my back pressed against in. I breath in and out quietly, letting out a small smile. I've been dreaming of this day for two years, and now that it has finally happened... I'm exhausted.

I wake up Em and get her to eat some food and lay down for a nap with her cuddled up in my arms. Sighing in content in let unconsciousness take me into a dreamless sleep.

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