"You're really pretty" Dylan says.
I look up at him. He seems surprised by his own words. I smile a little.
"What?" I say and keep looking at him a little confused, but also amused by his face expression.
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When shooting Teen Wolf is...
Fridays. Usually I love Fridays. It's the start of the weekend. Today I hate Friday, I wish this day didn't exist. I felt sick and I've been crying on and off all day. Now I'm cuddled up on the sofa with my big beige blanket and Fievel right beside me.
I was so mad at myself for letting my feelings for Dylan in, because I hurt someone in the prosess. But at the same time I got a feeling Dylan might feel the same way about me.
And now Shelley knows, she saw us kissing. I'm frustrated, angry, sad and in love all at the same time.
I heard a knock on my door and crinkle my nose in confusion, wondering why this person didn't use my doorbell.
I get up to answer the door and I run on my tiptoes in my oversized onesie I use on days I feel shitty. My hair is in a messy bun and my eyes are red and puffy after all the crying.
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I open the door and there he was, standing on my front porch for the second time.
"Hi." He says blunt. He was wearing a blue t-shirt and black jeans. He seemed fine, unlike me.
"Dylan... what are you doing here?" I wipe some of the tear stains on my face.
"I wanted to see if you're okay." He answers and takes a step closer to the entrance.
"I'm fine. You shouldn't be here. Someone could see you." I fold my arms over my chest, trying to stay serious.
"You're clearly not fine. And I don't care if anyone sees me." He raises his voice.
"Why?" I started saying "Never mind, just get inside before a paparazzi catches you" I say and open the door a little more.
I'm not gonna lie, It did feel good having him coming over. Honestly that was the only thing I wanted right now.
His presence was the only one I wanted today, which is weird for me... usually I like to spend them alone when I feel shitty and emotional. But things obviously has changed for me.
He steps inside and I close the door after him. I tussle inside to the living room and bumps down right were I was sitting just a minute ago and look up at Dylan who were right behind me.
"You can sit if you want" I say looking down at Fievel.
He doesn't respond and just sits down on the edge of the sofa. There is a pretty large space between us, which I don't like. He leans his elbows down on his knees and looks down at the floor.
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"So... Shelley told Britt." He finally says.
That awful feeling in my stomach came back. I cover my mouth with my hand and close my eyes.
Dylans POV
"Oh god. Have you talked to her?" She mumbles behind her hand.
"She just texted me. A pretty long one" I say and intertwine my fingers.
"What did it say?" She took her hand down and looked at me.
"She didn't seem insanely mad about it surprisingly. She just said she hoped it was worth it and that she didn't want to talk to me... ever again." I look back down again.
"She's mad... and disappointed, Dylan." She says and I look at her. We make eye contact.
I keep looking at her and feel the urge to kiss her again. Or hold her. Hug her. Just be with her. I know I shouldn't be thinking about this right now, considering the situation, but I can't help it.
I mean, yes I did feel like a complete idiot when Shelley saw us kissing, but at the same time... I now know that she feels the same way about me. She kissed me back and that's all the conformation I needed. Britt and me were over already anyways.
"I think I'm falling in love with you" I suddenly splurge out and I straighten myself up.
I kept looking for a reaction in her face. She furrows her eyebrows. There it is. Oh, fuck. It's too soon isn't it.
"You are?" She asks, also sitting up.
"Yes. Yeah.... Uh, I've been..." I started saying and I was interrupted by her lips touching mine.
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She kissed me. It happened so fast I didn't have the time to close my eyes before it happened. I raised my eyebrows in surprise and finally I close my eyes too, leaning in to the kiss, making her laying back on the sofa.
We break and I look at her, still really surprised.
"What was that for?" I ask, still looking at her perfect pucked lips.
"I'm falling in love with you too" She says and smiles adorably. I smile back at her.
"You are?" I ask and realised we just did this seconds ago, reversed.
We both laugh and I lean in to kiss her again. And again. And again.
