A/N ( THIS CHAPTER IS SOO JUICY GET READY LOLOLOLOL)
Did he have my phone when I was asleep? He had to have it.
Text to babe - did you put your number in my phone?
Text from babe - yes, thought you'd want it.
Text to babe - I really don't though.
Text from babe - you coming to support me tonight?
Text to babe - no, I'm coming to support my brother.
Text from babe - eh, same thing.
Text from babe - see you soon, kitten.
I rolled my eyes and plugged my phone into my charger.
I walked over to my closet and grabbed some ripped light denim shorts, a black crop top and a red and black flannel.
I changed my outfit and pulled my hair up into a messy bun.
My phone rung and I walked over to it and answered it.
Hello?
I came to pick you up, kitten.
Huh?
I'm outside.
Why?
Because I want you to be at my game.
I told you I was coming but with my brother and for my brother, plus my friend is coming over and she has a car that she is taking me with.
You talk way too much, she is already in my car we just need you.
Whatever, this is stupid.
I hung up the phone and shoved it in my pocket.
I walked over to my black and white converse and slipped them onto my feet, tying them and walking out my room and down the stairs.
I sighed and began towards the front door opening it and then closing it behind me.
I walked up to a black camaro and waited for him to unlock the backdoor.
He did and I climbed in and sat down staring at him and my friend blankly.
Cassie was fixing her shirt and he was fidgeting with his clothes too.
Cassie looked back at me and winked while she pulled her hair into a ponytail.
"Holy fuck! Did you guys fuck back here?!" I asked while yelling.
They both just smiled and Cassie giggled.
"Stop the car! Stop the car!" I yelled.
He stopped the car and I climbed out.
"I don't want to sit in that, I'll just call my brother and you guys do what ya gotta do." I started walking back to my house.
All of a sudden I felt strong arms turn me around and lift me off the floor.
Dylan smirked and looked me in the eyes.
"It was a joke, we didn't fuck."
He continued to chuckled.
"It's not funny!" I pouted.
He placed his hand onto my chin gently and began pulling it towards him.
"Why? Are you jealous?" he asked while smirking and looking at my lips and then at my eyes.
is he really trying to kiss me?
our lips were inches away.
I was about to pull away when he slung me over his shoulder and walked me back over to his car.
Cassie was now in the backseat and he sat me in the passengers side.
He climbed in and began driving us to the game.
We arrived at the game and climbed out.
Dylan grabbed me and began walking to his group of football players & friends.
I pulled away and frowned at him.
"I don't fit in over there, and Cassie is alone." I said.
"Kitten, we'll be over here for a couple of minutes. They won't say shit about you and if they do." He clenched his jaw and grabbed my hand laced his fingers into mine.
I couldn't help but blush, no one has ever been protective over me.
Well, except my brother.
We began walking over to his group of friends and they all began to stare at what felt like was just me.
I looked up at him and away from the stares, too uncomfortable make eye contact with any of them.
He stopped, looked down at me and smirked.
In a split second he crashed his lips into mines hungrily, he placed his hand onto my chin, holding it softly as he guided me with his tongue.
He pulled away and pulled me up to the group. I looked at everyone and their faces were in disbelief, I was in disbelief.
I looked over to my brother and his mouth was wide open.
fuck.
