THIS CHAPTER WILL CONTAIN SMUT, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
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I woke up around 11 am and I groaned as I got up, maybe having so much wine was a bad idea after all, I looked next to me and noticed that Ben was gone I got up assuming he was downstairs, I took off my panties and then I walked in the bathroom and I noticed that Ben was washing his teeth. I looked down and walked in the shower.
I got out and then I wrapped a towel around my body. I got out and found Ben sitting on the edge of the bed. He smiled at me and I did too, I put on some random underwear and then I lied back on the bed.
" I want to sleep for one day non stop" I said mostly to myself but he giggled.
" You can say that again" Ben said and I smiled.
" Do you happen to know where on earth does Marc keep his painkillers? My head is killing me" I groaned since I had a throbbing headache. He got up and then he left the room, I closed my eyes and then he came back holding a box of painkillers and he threw it at me and I tried to grab it but I failed miserably.
I took one painkiller and somehow it tasted like strawberry and I remembered the days where my mom use to give me my medicine and all the homework I had was to draw a picture, I missed those days.
" I have to meet up with someone for lunch, I hate this I'm supposed to be more responsible" I said an he looked confused at my statement.
" Teenagers make bad decisions because a certain part of their brain called amygdala isn't fully developed yet, I'm 22 I should know better" I said mostly scolding myself.
" I should get going I have to begin shooting at 1 pm and I need to take a shower, prepare, read my lines" he said and I smiled, he was going to be the end of me.
Around noon I texted Dylan telling him where to meet me and I set the time at 1 pm since I had nothing to do and Marc wasn't back yet. I put on some black jeans and a black shirt and I took my coat as I was about to leave I remembered what happened yesterday so I stuffed an umbrella in my bag before I left. I was outside at 1 sharp and I saw Dylan walk towards me, he was wearing warm clothes but he hadn't taken an umbrella with him, I sighed and rolled my eyes at him.
We hugged and then we walked down the street with an awkward silence between us. We walked into a restaurant that wasn't that formal, we sat down. He and I sighed simultaneously.
" So what's bothering you?" he said after a waiter took our order.
" I've got a terrible headache, what about you?" I said looking at his chocolate brown eyes that made everything look better.
" Did you sleep with him?" he said placing his hands on the table.
" No, I slept next to him last night" I said and he giggled while raising his eyebrows.
" I had too much wine last night, he offered to sleep on the couch but I insisted he came along since I couldn't walk straight, then he lied down next to me" I said and then I realized I didn't know what he did because I fell asleep instantly.
" Actually I'm not sure he fell asleep right after me because I fell asleep instantly but he's not interested in me" I said and his eyes became wide.
" Please don't tell me that he's interested in guys"
" No he's older than me"
" I dated a lot of younger girls" he said frowning I was about to answer but the waiter interrupted us by bringing us our food.

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Flying High
FanfictionWhat happens when untold feelings are told when it's too late? What will happen if a person ignores their friend and leaves after they poured their heart out to them? This is the story of Dylan O'Brien and Caroline Abernathy. A story which begin...