Comfort (Dylan)

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Your PoV:

Thomas Brodie Sangster was my boyfriend. Yes you read it well: WAS. We fought about me hanging out with Dylan more than with him but what would you do? I lived two houses away from Dylan and 3000 miles away from Thomas. He wanted this long distance relationship because I was still in college and he couldn't leave his family.
He came in to surprise me but I was at Dylan's place. He accused me of cheating on him with Dylan. Ridiculous. Dylan's my best friend I can't love him like that. I was so mad I poured a bottle of wine over his head. We had our fight on the street so when Thomas left and I broke down. Dylan came over and hugged me. I pushed him off and ran to the park. Dylan was not going to quit and caught up with me. He grabbed me by my arm and hugged me tight

"Shhhhtttt it's okay." He hushed.
"He hates me." I cried into his shirt.
"It's going to be alright." He stroked my back and comforted me.

We sat down in the little forrest and talked it seemed like seconds but it were hours. I looked at him and he smiled back at me. We leaned in and kissed. Kissing Thomas was nothing compared to Dylan. I pulled back.

"I-I'm so sorry. I euhm I euh." Dylan went into awkward mode.

I chuckled. He was adorable. He looked at me and he pulled me closer and kissed me again. I didn't refuse.

"(Y/N)?"

I pulled away.

"Thomas." I said under my breath
"I knew it!" He shouted.
"No it's not what it looks like." I tried.

Too late. He hit me in the face.

"Hey!" Dylan Shouted and tackled Thomas.
"What do you want!? You always steal my girls." Thomas shouted.
"I kissed (y/n). You have no right to hit her." Dylan went nuts.
"Dylan! Stop!" I tried to stop him.
"You're crazy man." Thomas said.

I pulled Dylan back and stopped him.

"Jeez, she's just a girl." Thomas said and ran away.

Dylan wanted to get after him, but I pulled him into a kiss.

"I love you and no one in the world can hurt you." He smiled.

I smiled and kissed him again.

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