When We Were Young // Dylmas

7. sleepover

Dylan pov

After dinner Thomas put away his plate. He seemed really sleepy. Without thinking about it I put my arm around Thomas and he laid his head on my chest. He fell asleep really fast, almost as if he was drunk, but cuter.
Around 11 pm his mother called him but Thomas was still asleep. I picked up his phone" hey, this is Dylan. Thomas fell asleep" I said while I looked down at Thomas. "He must be really tired, can he stay over for the night? Just tonight. I don't want to wake him up, he has trouble sleeping." His mother said. I frowned "y-yeah sure, can you bring his stuff to my house?" I said. His mother agreed and after the conversation I hung up the phone and texted her my adress. I carried Thomas upstairs and I laid him in my bed, it was a bed for two persons so it was big enough for both of us.
A half hour later his mom delivered his stuff. "Thanks" I said. "no problem, if there's something with Thomas or anything, you can call me" I thanked her again and said goodbye.
I carried his stuff upstairs. When I opened my room I saw him sleeping, so peaceful. It made me want to lay down next to him.
I sighed and walked down stairs to write a note for my parents.

Thomas is still here, he's staying over for the night. Tomorrow we'll go to school together, see you tomorrow.
-Dylan

After I wrote the note I walked back upstairs again. Thomas was still sleeping in peace. I was too tired to get an extra mattress or something so I lay down next to him.

Thomas pov

The next morning I woke up at 7 am and looked to my left. "What the..." I wispered.
I saw that I lay next to Dylan, in his bed. Dylan opened his eyes "goodmorning sunshine" he said with a smile. "What the bloody hell?! What am I doing in your bed, NEXT to you?" I said confused. Dylan laughed "I'll explain everthing at breakfast"
As soon as we sat in the kitchen Dylan started to talk. "You fell asleep on the couch yesterday and then your mother called, she wanted to know where you were. I explained that you fell asleep. She said that you have trouble sleeping, why's that?" He asked. I sighed "I'll explain later, fist tell me what happened next" Dylan nodded. "Your mother asked if you could stay for the night so I laid you in bed and she brought your stuff. And I was so tired so I just laid down next to you. Now do your talk" I nodded but inside I felt like dying. "Well... I am not really popular as you know. And I get bullied... often. And it keeps me awake at night. The horrible things people say and what they do, I would kill to get a life like yours, and not have insomnia" I felt tears comming up but I fought against them. Dylan started talking "My life isn't that perfect either" he paused. "But... you fell asleep really fast after dinner?" I felt the heat rushing to my cheeks, I was blushing now. "I-I don't know, it felt kind of comfortable" Dylan shook his head. "But I've been mean to you too, I've said and did mean things" he now looked right into my eyes "I've bullied you too" he said. His eyes were sparkling with tears "I am so sorry" he half said, half wispered. "It doesn't matter anymore, it happened and your can't change the past" I said with a sigh. "No! It does matter!" Dylan said loud while a few tears rolled down his cheeks. I placed my right hand on his left cheek and whiped away his tears. "It's okay" I said softly.