Chapter 15

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--Andy's POV--

I heard Dylan's singing. She was fantastic. Not a bad drummer, either. Seeing her doubt herself like that killed me. It was completely impulsive. But seeing her, she was just looked so beautiful. So I kissed her. And it made me so happy when she kissed back. I had begun to smile into it. But then shit hit the fan.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing to my sister?!" It was Oli. Dylan and I quickly broke apart. He looked furious. He stormed over, right to me. 

"Oli, I know it looks bad, but really-" I tried explaining. But pushed me back. I was working on staying level-headed. 

"Who the fuck said you could kiss my fucking sister?" He spat. I understand why he's angry. 

"Oli, please, let's just sit down and talk this out. I don't want to start anything," I said calmly. I could see Dylan over to the side. Her eyes were wide with fear. She looked like she was going to panic.

"You started shit when you kissed my sister!" He shouted in my face. My eyes snapped back to him.

"Oli, just look at Dylan. She looks terrified right now. Don't do anything stupid." I muttered quietly to him. He glared at me but turned to look at her. His face immediately softened when he saw how she was looking at him. He went over and put a hand on her shoulder. They were talking quietly to each other. A minute later, Oli looked calmer. He came back over to me.

"Do you really like my sister?" He asked. I looked at him, then at her. She looked hopeful. I turned my attention back to Oli.

"Yes, I do." I nodded. Oli put his face in his hands. He turned in a circle. He finally stop. Oli put a finger to my chest.

"Ok, I'll let you be with her. But hurt her in any way, shape, or form, I will personally kill you. Got it?" He said. His voice was low and threatening, but I was happy.

"Understood." I nodded again. He turned away from me and back to Dylan. She looked very relieved. She hugged him and he did the same. He said something to her and walked out of the room. After a tense moment, Dylan ran over and hugged me. I held her close and smiled.

"I'm sorry," Dylan whispered. I looked down at her.

"For what?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"For Oli." She said. I sighed.

"Oli was just being protective. I get it. I'll probably be the same with you." I shrugged. She looked up at me, confused.

"What do you mean?" She asked. I smirked.

"Well, I have to be protective over my girlfriend, don't I?" I asked with a teasing smile. She lightly gasped.

"You actually wanted to?" She had a lot of hope in her voice. I laughed.

"Of course. So, do you want to be my girlfriend?" I asked. She smiled.

"Of course," She said. I leaned down and kissed her softly. She did the same. Her lip ring was cool against my mouth. I smiled a bit into it. I could get used to this.

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