Two weeks had passed and Dylan and I had hung out every single day. Today i sat up in bed, replaying every single day in my head, and i cought myself smiling. My phone vibrated, so i picked it up.
"1 New Message
From:Dylan"
Everytime his name comes up on my phone, i cant help but to smile.
"Look out your window"
I got up and i went to my window seat. I was looking out the window and then i saw Dylan in his window. He was holding up a sign that said "Goodmorning Beautiful" I knew i was blushing. Then he had another sign. "Hang out today?" I nodded my head yes. Then he picked up his phone and called me.
"Goodmorning beautiful" he says
"goodmorning." i giggled.
"In an hour come over, i'm gonna make you some breakfast, okay?"
"you dont have to!"
"but i want to"
"well, okay. Thanks Dylan."
"You're welcome. See you in an hour!"
"alright bye"
then i hung up the phone. I couldnt help but smile. I liked Dylan...a lot. I started to get ready. I straightened my hair and put on a little makeup. I got some shorts and a Hollister shirt from my closet. After i got dressed i went downstairs. My parents were at more meetings, so I left a little note in case they came back and i wasnt home.
"I went to Dylan's. Be back later. -Lexi"
It had been almost and hour, so i walked over to Dylans. I got to his porch, fixed my hair, and rang the doorbell. No cars were at his house, so he was the only one home. He came to the door and embraced me with a hug. His hugs are the BEST. He led me to the kitchen where he had made pancakes and bacon. Over the past 2 weeks i realized, he LOVES bacon. Anyway, we ate it. It was so good. Then we sat there talking for a while. Then he said something that made my heart skip a beat.
"Lexi, I really like you. More than a friend. I really want to show you something."
"The feeling is mutual. What do you want to show me?"
"Come with me"
He grabbed my hand and led me to his bedroom. When we got in there, the first thing i noticed was all the paper on all 4 walls. Many of them said things like "I <3 Deezy" "I love Dylan" things like that. So many thoughts were racing through my mind. Then i saw a guitar.
"You're a singer?" I asked.
"Yeah...."
"Is this fanmail?'
"Yes it is, and there is a box under my bed that has all the ones i dont have room for."
I sat there taking it all in, while he explained his fans, his youtube, twitter, blog tvs, and then he told me about Teen Hoot. After about 2 hours he finally got done explaining everything. I fell for him all over again.
"Well, Deezy, will you sing for me?"
With a smile on his face he grabbed his guitar and started strumming. He sang Free Falling. That was one of my favorite songs. I got butterflies from his voice. It was perfect. And his eyes, they had a special twinkle in them. You could tell singing meant so much to him. When he was done i started clapping.
"I take that as you liked it?"
"Like is an understatement, why didnt you tell me sooner?"
"I was embararressed...."
"You shouldnt be! You are really good!"
"Thank you."
I gave him another hug. He pushed a strand of hair out of my face, leaned in, and kissed me. It was magical. I swear i felt sparks. <3
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Hi. this part SUCKS. sorry. and i hate ending it like that, but i didnt know where i should end it. jdgfhladkghdghdg. im halfway tempted to delete this and start all over. but i dont know. feedback? LOVE YOUUUU
-Maty
