One Drunken Night

Epilogue 2

~Dylan's POV~

Marian laughed as we headed towards our block with Clayton. "Wait, wait, wait, you're telling me you replaced the mint in the toothpaste into wasabi?" She clutched onto her stomach as she kept laughing.

I shrugged nonchalantly as I chuckled, remembering Matt's reaction. "Yeah, he doesn't really pay attention to the shit he puts on his toothbrush, he finished an entire gallon of water and had to go to the bathroom every thirty minutes." I laughed along with my two friends.

"Dude, I wanna meet this Matt fella one day." Clayton chuckled, placing a hand on my shoulder.

It's already been half a year since college started. I wasn't really planning to make friends on the first day of college because I didn't know anybody here. I felt like an outcast since everybody around me were in their cliques or group of friends, laughing to whatever inside joke they had. I didn't really know what it felt like to be overlooked by everyone around you since I used to be the top of the food chain, but I didn't really care back then in high school.

I didn't really bully anyone back then, I was just there minding my own business but when I entered college, it felt a bit empty without anyone with me. I would've been fine if Steph and I studied in the same college but I didn't want her to give up her dream for me.

I was in a really grumpy mood that day until a guy and a girl walked up to me before class and the girl said. "Damn, you're ugly when you frown," I was annoyed to say the least so I didn't really mind her but as days passed, she started bugging me a lot and I've gotten used to her. After I became friends with Marian, she introduced me to Clayton, her boyfriend. They've been dating for four years already.

I thought I was gonna be the awkward third wheel the moment she introduced Clayton to me, but they didn't act like a couple around me so I wouldn't feel awkward, they only kiss here and there sometimes when they're around me but they keep it to a minimum. But sometimes, seeing them together makes me jealous of them that they get to attend the same college with the person they love while Steph is an hour's drive away from here, it makes me miss her the moment I step foot on campus.

"You can come over to my apartment sometime if you like." I told him. "It's only a thirty minute drive from here, you guys can drop by anytime." I said nonchalantly, knowing Steph won't mind, she was the one who always encouraged me to bring some friends over so I won't feel lonely at home while she's taking classes.

Steph and I moved in together three weeks after graduation since our colleges were a bit far from each other, so we decided to buy an apartment in the middle of both schools. Her parents were a bit hesitant to let her move in with me because....you know...I'm a guy, I may do things when I can't control myself. But Steph managed to convince them by assuring them they won't be having any grandkids anytime soon.

Eventually, her mom hated that idea. She said she wanted to live to see her grandkids as soon as possible so the next day, she practically kicked Steph towards me and ordered me to be gentle with Steph when making grandkids, and make sure they're as beautiful and handsome as their parents. All of this happened with Mr. Coleman looking like he'd like to do a hundred face-palms due to his wife's behavior.

Let's just say Steph didn't want to talk to me the entire ride to the apartment with her face looking like a tomato. I found it adorable to be honest.

Clay draped an arm around Marian, who cuddled into his side. "Nah, I rather not walk in on you and your lil' girlfriend in the middle of playing tonsil hockey. I'll just ring you if we will though." He chuckled teasingly.

I rolled my eyes at his childish behavior, although I'm second guessing the idea a bit, 'cause who knows how often he'll drop by? Hey, don't judge, I've been deprived from Steph the entire day and I'm afraid that one day, she won't be coming home because we've been distant in the day. So in the evening, I try to show her how much I love her. I'm afraid I haven't told her 'I love you' enough.