"What now?" Dylan asks while walking out of Chickfila. "Still wanna see a movie?" I ask with a slight smile.
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"Which movie should we see?" I ask. "What about The Space Between Us?" "No," He says bluntly. "A Dogs Purpose?" "No," "Bye Bye Man?" "No! No scary movies." He says. "Ok then, let's just not see a movie," I say turning around, only to see, what I assume are, a bunch of Dylan's fans. "DYLAN!" They all scream. "Well this is great." I say.
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"Hurry up!" Dylan says as I run into his house, with him locking the door behind me. "So no movie?" Dylan asked. I chuckled "No, but what do you wanna do?" I say. "Watch Tv?" He says shrugging his shoulders. We both go to his living room and sit on the couch. Through watching a random show, Dylan and I exchange looks at each other from time to time. Finally, breaking the ice, he says "Do you wanna come over here?" He pats a empty spot on his side of the couch. I move to his side and get comfortable. "Wanna cuddle?" Dylan asks like a 5 year old. "Ok" I laugh.
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Soon I found myself wrapped around Dylan's strong arms watching tv. Starting to feel a bit tired, I close my eyes, and snuggle more into Dylan. Right before I completely fall asleep, I hear Dylan say "Goodnight beautiful". Then, I hear slight snores from behind me. I smile to myself, and then fall fast asleep.
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"Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit," I hear someone repeat. Not wanting to open my eyes, I try to snuggle into Dylan, but feeling the lack of warmth, I realized he's not on the couch anymore. I hear footsteps, so I quickly act asleep again. I can feel someone getting close, thinking its Dylan. The person kisses my forehead, then shuts, what I'm guessing, is the front door. I get up from the couch and rub my eyes. Walking to the kitchen, I see that there is a note on the island countertop.
Sorry for not waking you up, but I'm so late to work. I'm legit ass fucked. you can stay here if you want. see ya later
Dylan
I set the not down and run my arm. I mentally decide to stay here. Starting to explore the huge house, I find Dylan's room. Deciding wether or not to go in, I bite my lip. "C'mon Maddie, just go in" I mumble to myself. Eventually, I go in, and take out one of his oversized tee-shirts. I put it on the comfy shirt, and breathe in his smell. I sit on his bed, and go through our text messages. I stumble upon a very odd conversation. I read it over and over again, trying to make sure I read it right.
Dylan: single?
You: Yess.....
Dylan: smane
Dylan: I mean sname
Dylan: Fucking auto correct
I check the dates, and scrunch my face together. Dylan said he was single, when he was dating Brit. I know now that they have broken up, but he was still with her at this time. Then, I get a text.
Dyl❥: u up?
Me: yep
Dyl❥: are u stayin at my house
Me: yep, and I also found your comfy shirts;)
Dyl❥: lol make yourself at home. I will be home at like 4
Me: see ya later
Dyl❥: bye ♡
Me: byeee
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