Dylan - He Gets Mad at You For Putting Yourself in Danger

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It was about eleven o'clock, and right now you were in your room, getting ready for a night out with two of your friends. You finished applying makeup, and you looked yourself over in the mirror. You wore a short, but not too short dress, paired with some heels. Once you were pleased with how you looked, you grabbed your bag from you and your boyfriend, Dylan's, bed and head out the bedroom door, which you saw Dylan sat on the couch with his phone in his hand. 

"I'm ready to go." Dylan said he'd drop you off at the club and pick you up. You told him you could easily take a taxi, but he wouldn't accept that. 

He looked up at you from his phone and instantly looked you up and down. "Nice dress." He spoke, getting up from the couch and walking towards you. "You sure you'd rather not wear some big pyjamas instead?" He asked and you laughed.

"I'm sure." You smiled and leant up to peck his check. "Thanks for taking me." You both made your way to his car once you grabbed your purse from the kitchen counter. 

"What time do you think you'll be done?" He asked as you both exited the apartment doors and walked down the stairs. 

"Not sure, maybe two?" You answered and he nodded. "You know I can take a taxi, Dyl. I don't want to wake you up."

"Don't be ridiculous, you're not catching a taxi at two in the morning." You put your hands up in fake surrender and he playfully rolled his eyes. 



You arrived at the club, and just as you thanked Dylan for taking you, you opened the car door when he said,

"Y/N," You stopped and turned to look at him, "be safe, yeah?" You nodded and leant over to give him a quick kiss. 

"Love you." He yelled out as you got out the door. You made a heart shape with your fingers and walked into the club, when you got a text from Sabrina, one of your friends you were meeting here, that her and April were at the bar. 

Once you found them in the midst of the crowded, loud club, you walked over to them and joined them at a small booth. 

"Finally! We've been waiting for you." April cheered and you gave them both a small hug. 

"Let's get you a drink." Sabrina laughed and called a waiter down. That was only the first of many drinks. 



Three hours later, and you were absolutely wasted. To be honest, you weren't expecting to get too drunk, but April and Sabrina were practically force feeding you drinks, and before you knew it, your vision was blurry and caution was thrown to the wind. Sabrina, April and you were all in the middle of a rowdy crowd, dancing to an unknown song. 

"I'm hot, let's go outside." April slurred into my ears.  nodded and grabbed Sabrina's hand, dragging her out of the club and following April. Once we were outside, Sabrina started giggling. 

"I'm so drunk." She said, now crying with laughter which inevitably  made me start laughing too, until both of us had tears down our eyes for no apparent reason. April's phone started to ring, and she answered it. 

"Yo." She answered. "Okay, see you soon." She said after a few moments, and put her phone back in her pocket. 

"Christian's coming to get me. He'll be here soon." She said with a pout, like a child who was being picked up from a slumber party before all her friends. When Christian arrived and took April home, Sabrina and I decided to go for a little walk. The club was starting to get busy inside and out, and we needed some space and fresh air. 

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