Broken Together

Chapter 3

Have some chocolate cake before you read. Happy reading!!!

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Ouch! Can't you be a little more gentle!" muttered Dylan in pain.

"Don't be such a wuss." I said cleaning his wounds.

I neatly wrapped a gauze over his wound making sure not hurt him. I must say he has drool worthy body. Those abs look absolutely sexy.

The body of a Greek god but an annoying and arrogant personality.

"I tried to clean it up as much as I can but I still think you should go to the hospital." I said looking at him.

"I'll take care of it." said Dylan.

"Where are your parents and brother?" asked Dylan.

"My parents are on a business trip and Marcus is staying over at his friend's house for the weekend." I said.

"Let me get you some clothes." I said.

I gave him some clothes and he got changed in the guest room.

"I should leave." Dylan said looking unsure.

"You can't possibly go home right now as you still weak and it's raining." I said looking at him.

"I guess I could stay but you don't mind right?" asked Dylan looking curiously at me.

"I don't mind." I said slightly smiling at him.

"Want to watch Netflix?" I asked Dylan.

"Sure but I get to pick the show." he said smirking.

"Fine but I'm only letting you choose because your injured." I muttered glaring at him.

"I'm going to get some ice cream. Do you want some?" I asked.

"Obviously...who doesn't love ice cream?" Dylan muttered.

I went to the kitchen and grabbed the ice cream. When I entered the kitchen I saw that he had picked the show "13 reasons why" and was already watching it without waiting for me.

That was the show I would've probably picked because I have wanted to watch it for a while now.

"Thanks." Dylan said smiling at me as I passed the ice cream.

We both started talking about the show and I realised that he wasn't so bad as people described him.

We finished the first season of the show and realised the time was 3am.

We started watching riverdale as we weren't sleepy.
My eyes started to droop and I fell asleep.

i woke up feeling really warm and tried to move away from the warmth. I didn't remember using a blanket. i slowly opened my eyes blinking as the light hurt my eyes.

"AHH!!!" i screamed as i realised somebody was sleeping next to me.

Dylan fell off the couch in shock.

"Why the fuck did you scream?" asked Dylan.

"Why were your arms around me?" I asked looking confused.

"I don't know. I guess we fell asleep while watching netflix." Dylan said looking tired.

"Yeah I think we did. We should get cleaned up and you can use the guest room to shower." I said looking at him.

"Okay thanks." Dylan said smiling slightly.

After we got cleaned up Dylan insisted he make breakfast and I agreed because I suck at cooking anyway.

He laid down a plate full of scrambled eggs and bacon. It looked absolutely delicious.

"I didn't know you cooked." I said as I quickly ate my food.

"Yeah well there's a lot of things you don't know about me." he muttered looking at his plate.

"What?" I asked looking at him.

"Nothing." he said looking at me.

"Um okay. Let me clean your wound and check if it's infected." I said staring at him.

"Okay but I should probably leave soon." he said his face looking blank.

"Yeah okay." I muttered feeling disappointed for some reason.

I quickly patched his wound with a new bandage and checked if it was infected which it was not.

"Looks good but you need to change the bandage every few hours but maybe you should go to the hospital to get it checked it out. How did you get stabbed anyway?" I asked looking at him curiously.

"None of your business. Thank you for helping me but I should go now." Dylan said looking emotionless and quickly left the house.

What the fuck just happened? I felt really confused. Maybe he's bipolar or something. I still couldn't believe Dylan Black was in the house last night.

I pushed any thoughts of last night to the back of my head and pulled out a book to read until Marcus came home. I had no idea what I was gonna tell Marcus about last night.

"I'm home!" shouted Marcus.

"Hey weirdo." I said smiling at him.

"If I'm weird then so are you." said Marcus grinning.

I rolled my eyes ignoring him and continued reading my book.

"What were you up to last night?" asked Marcus.

Should I tell him the truth or lie? I'm sure he will be mad if he knew Dylan Black was in the house and spent the night here. I don't think he needs to know what happened last night.

"I justed watched some Netflix and slept early. You know just the usual." I said smiling nervously.

The door bell rang.  We both looked at each other in confusion because we knew that our parents couldn't be back yet and none of our friends said they were coming over.

"Did you invite anyone?" asked Marcus.

"No I didn't. Did you?" I asked.

"No I didn't either. I wonder who is at the door." said Marcus looking confused.

"I'll go check who is at the door." I said looking at Marcus.

I walked to the door and opened it wondering who it was.

"Shawn?" I asked looking shocked and surprised.

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I wonder who's Shawn and why Malia was shocked. Sorry for updating after a long time and it was mainly because i had no inspiration and was busy.

Vote and comment if you like it. I'll make the next chapter longer. I hoped you all liked the chocolate cake.

xoxo,
unusually_weird