Small Bump (Dylan O'brien fanfic)

Chapter 7: Not the same person I fell for

I'm sorry I haven't been able to update. I deserve a lot of slaps for making you guys wait! Please enjoy! :)
~Spencer

Not the same person I fell for

I'm looking through you,
Where did you go?
I thought I knew you,
What did I know?

You don't look different,
But you have changed.
I'm looking through you,
You're not the same.

~The Beatles

Aubrey's P.O.V

Saturday.... Saturday is tomorrow. Tomorrow is Saturday. The day after Friday is Saturday. In 14 hours it will be Saturday.
Saturday is when Dylan arrives.

After Tyler announced that they were the ones picking Dylan up from the airport, I felt betrayed. And my anger got the best of me.

*FlashBack*

"You guys are going to pick him up?!" My voice boomed throughout the room.

Crystal sighed and nodded,"Yes, we are Aubrey.-"

By this point I was astonished. "After all he's done to me?" I shook my head. "Wow, you guys are great friends." I faked smiled.

Crystal crossed her arms. "Aubrey, he's still our best friend. Do you expect us to stand him up in the airport and not talk to him at all?"

I didn't want to say yes but that's how I felt so I stayed quiet.

She opened her mouth in surprise along with Holland, Daniel and Tyler.
"If that's how you feel then we should probably leave." She snapped and left quickly.

Daniel gave me a disapproving look while Holland didn't even bother to look at me.

And Tyler... He came closer to me.
The next thing he said was hurtful.
"I can't believe you."

Next thing I knew, the door slammed and I slid down holding my knees, crying.

*FlashBack Ends*

I couldn't believe me either. How could I be so mean to them? They didn't deserve it. They didn't deserve anything like that coming from a person they've been kind to, supporting to, and caring to. No matter how much it hurts me to think about them being friends with Dylan, I shouldn't be telling them to abandon Dylan.
Dylan and I are over and I should accept that. He may no longer be in my life anymore but he will be in Holland's, Tyler's, Crystal's and Daniel's and I should accept that. He makes them happy and I want them to be happy. And if they're happy then I'm happy.

I stood up from my bed of thoughts ( Where I do most of my thinking/contemplate), and made my journey to the bathroom.
Stripping from my pajamas, I turned on the shower to warm, slipping in.

After my shower, I got out and dried myself with my poka-dot towel and put my light green robe.
Next, I brushed my tangled hair which ended up straight but still wet. So, I quickly blow dried my hair until it became wet-free.
Lastly, I walked into my closet and knowing the December weather, I grabbed a long sleeved blue shirt along with skinny jeans, boots, a white beanie, scarf and a petite coat.

Grabbing my car keys, I made sure I had my paper bag filled with Slim Jim's and grapes. Hey, don't judge me. Being pregnant gives you these weird cravings. No joke. Now, I'm into Slim Jim's and grapes.

I locked my door after walking out and made my way to the elevator. After going to the first floor, I went to my secret exit.

When, I became Dylan's girlfriend paparazzi's went crazy trying to find out where I lived. So, the manager told me about their secret exit. Now, I use it all the time and not a single paparazzi to be found.