14: stop this

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After a long day of doing absolutely nothing, I hear Dylan's car. Looking out the window, I see a completely different car. Maybe it's not him?

Then I see the Uber sticker on the car.

As I watch from the window in one of Dylan's oversized shirts, I see him wobble out of the vehicle, and wave to the car as it backs out of the driveway. As he walks into the house, I run to the kitchen, pretending to clean the counters. "Hey baby! I'm hom-" He said, slurring his words. "Oh, I didn't see you there! I must have turned blind." He says lazily, and walks over to me. "Wassup," he slurs out. His breath smells like alcohol. Then to my surprise, he wraps his arms around my waist and starts kissing my neck.

Knowing he's drunk, I pull away.

"What the hell Dylan?" I say. "Me and Ty Ty went out doing shots!" If you are wondering what the hell he said, he said him and Tyler went out drinking.

"Your wild," I said chuckling. "You know, when I texted you, I was hella drunk!" He starts spitting out words randomly, talking about his thoughts while first texting me.

"Why did you say you were single when you first texted me." I spat out. I wanted to wait for a true sober answer, but I had to ask. "Because I thought you would like me more if I was a single lady!" He starts singing 'Single Ladies'. 'That's the dumbest excuse ever" I thought to myself. "You need some sleep, the hangover tomorrow is gonna suck," I say leading him down the hallway, to his bedroom.

Not surprising, it was hard to get Dylan to stay quite and stay in bed. He would wine that he was hungry, or thirsty, or that he was lonely and scared. After giving him a luchable and a bottle of water, I walked out of his room, only to be stopped by his voice. "Maddie!" I hear him yell. I walk back to his room, stopping at the door. "Yes, princess," I say sarcastically. "I'm scared again. The evil bunny is going to get me," He says. "You sound like a drunk toddler," I say giggling. "Lay with me!" He says, ruffling around in his bed. "Dylan," I start but quickly get stoped by him yelling 'Evil Rabbit'.

I walk over to the bed, and lay down. "Are you scared now?" I ask turning to look at him. "Thanks," The most sober thing he's said today. I close my eyes, knowing I would be here for a long time, and get comfortable. As I snuggle into the pillow, Dylan's arms pull me closer to his warm body. "This is nice" He spits out, giving me a grin. Then he snuggles into me, making me feel safe.

Should I get up? Do I need to stop this? I'm snuggling with Dylan freaking O'Brien. I have before, but this is in his bed. That sounded bad. Maddie, he's drunk, remember, don't get any ideas.

Deciding to do nothing, I close my eyes and fall asleep in his arms. Cheesy right?

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