My Life Before

5- Accidents Happen

I felt really bad for Maddi.

Dylan was still yet to notice that his girlfriend was standing behind him, watching him practically make out with yours truly. I am not just saying that. Here was the guy in whom she loved with her whole heart and would probably lay down her life for, and he was kissing her best friend: me. Well, it was probably safe to say that Maddi will no longer be going out with him.

Are you enjoying yourself, making out in the library?

Whoa! I seriously only really took in that it was Dylan that had taken his lips and planted them on mine. Dylan, the guy that I've had a crush on since grade 6. The guy that Maddi thought I didn't like anymore.

Maddi knows now.

She knows that I lied to her about not liking him. This is probably not going to end well.

Having had a crush on him since 6th grade, and him most likely knowing since then, I have in fact imagined the moment when Dylan would notice me and fall in love with me. It was a deep fantasy, like most kids have about being pilots, doctors and princesses, that he would kiss me, ever. Without trying to get into my pants in the process.

So, of course, I had imagined the moment, and how it would play out, thousands of times in my head. In the pouring rain, along the shore at the beach, in a backyard pool... but I'd never imagined it would be in front of my best friend, and his girlfriend, in a school library. Especially in a school library.

I no longer liked Dylan. I mean, seriously, I should have forgotten about him ages ago. He had slept with most of the girls in the school, after all. But I had always had a dream (yes, another one) where I would somehow change the Player and make him stick with just one person, preferably me.

But I now know that that will never happen, how can it? I seriously have gotten over my stupid crush on the stupid Player. The Player which had cheated on Maddi on countless occasions, and has practically just used her as a sex toy for the past two years. As soon as he got her into bed, he had moved on, although the relationship remained, mainly an anchor for him.

I had recovered from my shock over Dylan kissing me and managed to shove him off me. He looked back, a startled look in his eyes. I immediately bolted over to Maddi, who wasn't even trying to hide her tears. Only after I had pulled Maddi into a hug did Dylan finally seem to notice that there was someone behind him, and that she was his girlfriend, or ex-girlfriend now, I suppose. Jerk.

"Maddi, honey, are you okay?" I asked into her ear. She pulled away from my hug.

She wiped her nose with the back of her hand. "No," she sniffed. "I was looking for you a-and I knew y-you'd be in th-the library. And I found you a-and you were talking t-to Dylan and then... he kissed you and..." Maddi stuttered.

"Shhh. Just calm down. Deep breathes. In, out. In, out," I instructed.

Dylan was still standing where I left him. I glared. "Don't you have somewhere better to be?" I snapped at him.

"Sorry." He then walked away. When he was about to go out the door, he looked back and winked, at me. I scowled back. Bastard.

"Who does he think he is?" I whispered.

"W-what?" Maddi sniffed.

"Oh, nothing. Dylan's just a jerk, that's all."

"Completely. Why were you sitting with him, anyway?" Maddi had stopped crying. Apparently, she also forgot she was wearing make-up, and now her face was streaked with black mascara where her tears had run moments earlier.