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by loveulikethemovies

by loveulikethemovies

Skylen’s POV

So it’s girls night and I thought that meant cheesy movie and ice cream. I put on a black tank top, jeans, black vans and a grey cardigan. I was tying my shoes in my room when my door flung wide open. It was Ophelia. she was wearing a short red velvet dress with matching heels. Was my idea of girls night out different than hers? “What on earth are you wearing!?!?” she yelled. I was startled at it and jumped back a bit. “Um cloths?” I said. It sounding more like a question. “Whose clothes?” I was very confused at this question. Their my cloths. “Um mine..” “oh really?” I nodded “whose cardigan is that?” oh yeah this is Dalton’s. He left it here earlier this week when we were hanging out. It still smells like him. I want to hang out with him now, I want to hold his hand. I want to listen to his voice. Put my head on his shoulder. Cuddle with him. I must have dozed off because the next thing I know Ophelia is snapping her fingers in my face. “Hello? Earth to Skylen.” “yeah sorry.” “whose cardigan?” “um Daltons….” “I don’t want to know. Just take it off and put on these shorts.” she threw me some blue jean shorts that came a little over mid thigh. Which is shorter than I would like but I prefer that over something like what she’s wearing.

We got to her car about 8:30. We talked a bit longer in my room. We got in her TESLA and she started driving. We arrived at a club. “Ophelia?” I asked. “Yes?” she responded. “This is an over 21 club.” “I know.” I rolled my eyes and she parked. We got out of the car and she took me to some weird door in the very back of the club. She whispered something in the guy's ear than gave him a 20 dollar bill. I don’t know what she said but I don’t want to know. We walked into the crowded club and immediately started dancing. I was pretty good at Latin dancing back home so moving my hips was not an issue. I was dancing with some random guy on the dance floor and Ophelia gave me cup. "drink up!" she said over the load music. I looked inside the cup to see brown liquid. "this is beer." I said. "It's fun juice." "Ophelia no." I took the drink and handed it to the guy I was dancing with. We went to a different part of the dance floor and started dancing again. We were surprisingly having a lot of fun and suddenly Ophelia grabbed my hand. “We have to leave. Like now.” she sounded extremely worried. “Uh oh ok.” I looked around for, I don’t know what. I saw a really huge guy wearing a security shirt looking for something or someone. That’s why we had to go. I ran into Ophelia who had run into an even bigger guard. That’s when we got arrested.

We’re at a holding sell now at the Dallas police station. I was passing back and forth.
"Well, this is a nice change of scenery." Ophelia told me.
I gave her a look of confusion. "It's a prison cell!"
"I was being sarcastic..."

What am I going to say to my mom. What am I going to do? I was freaking out. “SKYLEN” Ophelia yelled. “Calm down. Everything will be fine. We get a phone call remember? We’re going to get out of this.” “calm down??? Calm down??? How can I calm down? I’m in jail!! My mom is going to kill me. I can’t call my mom. She’s going to leave me in here to rot! We’re going to die. We’re gon-” “Calm down!” she interrupted me. “We’re not going to call our parents. We’re calling Max and Dalton.” “it’s 3 AM they’re asleep.” “they’re musicians they aren’t sleep.”

I got my phone call and I dialed Dalton’s number praying he would answer.

Dalton’s POV

It was like 3 AM and I got a call from an unknown number. “Hello?” I ask. Confused at who would call me at 3AM. “Hey dalton?” why is Skylen calling me at 3AM from an unknown number? “Skylen what’s up?” “can you come pick me up?” She asked. “Um yeah sure. Where are you?” “Dallas Police station…” “WHAT????” “me and Ophelia kinda got arrested..” “YOU GOT IN TROUBLE WITH THE DALLAS POLICE SKYLEN” “I see that. Can you please come pick me up?” “I’m on my way.” I got my my wallet and keys and went out the door to go get Skylen.

I got to the police station and I walked in at the same time as another guy. He had brown hair, brown eyes and the same hight as me. That must be Max. we walked up to the counter and we spoke at the same time. “Skylen” "Ophelia” “you must be Max.” “you must be Dalton.” “Dalton!” ‘Max” I hear. We turn around to see Ophelia and Skylen sanding in a holding cell.

Skylen POV

Dalton and Max finally got there and we finally got out. Ophelia and Max were already making out and. I told my mom I was going to spend the night at Ophelia’s house but I did not want to go home with Ophelia and Max. I went home with Dalton instead. We went back to the club and I got my bag that had all my stuff in it and got back in Dalton’s car. The ride to his apartment was an awkward silence. He’s judging me so hard right now. “So.” and he broke the silence. “Are you gonna tell me why I had to pick you up from the police station and why you’re not going home but to my apartment?” I thought for a second. “Do I have to?” he looked at me with stare I have never seen him have before. “We snuck into a club.” I explained the rest and by the time I finished we got to the apartment. He didn’t say anything. We got inside and he spoke for the first time in what felt like hours. “You’ll sleep in my bed and I’ll sleep on the couch.” he said as he grabbed some extra blankets and pillows. “No Dalton I can’t let you do that. I’ll sleep on the couch.” “Skylen no.” “then sleep in the bed with me.” he looked at me wide eyed. “Dalton I can’t let you sleep on a couch because of my stupidity.” he put the blankets up and we walked into his room. I grabbed my bag and and changed in the bathroom. When I came out Dalton was in some sweatpants and a t-shirt. We got in bed and fell asleep not touching in an awkward silence.