Are You The One For Me?

Are You The One For Me? (21) - Edited.

DYLAN'S POV:

It was a week and a half after the thing with Trevor Mendez happened. And by then, my body had started growing numb to the idea of Callista being so damn pretty now and Eric begin the one that got her instead of me. I just felt like nothing sometimes; like I had no emotions or feelings anymore when I saw the two together. Because, let's face it, my emotions and feelings didn't really matter compared to Callista's feelings.

I had my chance and I didn't ignore it or give it up, I threw it away and in the worst way possible.

But, like I said before, there were two sides of me; one that chose to believe that I was a total failure and it was stupid for me to even be trying and the other that still had hope in me.

It was the latter that had made the wish for something big to happen and ruin Eric and Callista's relationship. But, it was the other side that stomped its foot on the idea as soon as it appeared in my mind. Too bad it was too little too late.

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Eric and I were in math class and we happened to have a sub. Eric and I took a seat together and played a few games together and talked for a little while, but I could tell Eric was pretty bored.

I was actually having a good time. It had been a while since Eric and I had a real guy-to-guy conversation or did anything with just the two of us.

But, when Eric raised his hand and asked to to go to the bathroom, I was disappointed. He gave me a wave and headed out the door without another word.

I figured Eric wouldn't be long and be back as soon as he had left, but ten minutes passed, then fifteen and he still wasn't here. The sub didn't care enough to actually go and find out where he could be, so I took the honor of doing it myself.

I went up to the sub, who didn't even bother announcing to the kids his name.

"Hey, Mister, can I go see what's takin' Eric so long?" I asked him. "I mean, there are kids who's got to go as bad as he might."

He nodded and wrote me up a pass that was similar to the one he had written up for Eric.

"Hurry back though, I can't have too many kids out of the classroom all at the same time." he told me before I walked out the door.

"Will do." I promised him.

As I walked down the hall and towards the stairs, I wondered where Eric could've possible gone in such a short amount of time and what he could've possibly doing for such a long amount of time. There really wasn't a way out of the school and there really wasn't much to do except to get some food from the 7-Eleven across the street.

It was when I was coming back from the bathroom - after fully checking it through, twice - that I spotted him sitting in the middle of a classroom. He sat on a chair with Callista wrapped up in his arms and on her lap. There weren't that many kids in the classroom and by the looks of the room, it seemed like there was a sub in here too. I looked around for the teacher and spotted a big, beefy and balding guy in the front of the room with all the students surrounding him and peering over his shoulder.

I slowly walked into the room and over to Eric.

"Hey dude, what are you doing here?" I asked him. "I thought you weren't feeling too good."

Eric picked up his head from Callista's and smiled up at me. "I wasn't before, but I am now."

I nodded, understanding and pulled up a chair next to him.

"So, are you two planning on being together forever?" I blurted out after a few seconds of silence.

I heard Callista sigh softly and Eric looked down at her. He stayed silent for a moment, like he was thinking it over and then just shrugged. I propped up my elbow on the back of the chair and leaned my head against it, watching them. They made a really cute couple and I'd hate to ever break them up or even let anyone else attempt at it.

That reminded me of Dave. I still hadn't quite figured out what his problem was. But, right now, I didn't really care so much anymore. I mean, it probably was just a joke, like he said and I could've just been overreacting. It was stupid of me to be acting this way in the first place and even if there was anything wrong, Eric would be there for Callista. It was his job to protect her; not mine.

And thus began the everlasting war over Callista in my head and brain. It was like the angel and the devil on my shoulders, going back and forth over who was right and who was wrong. I hated it because it was always distracting me from more important things and I also had the fear that someday, someone might notice something strange in me and it'll change everything.

"You seriously love her that much?" I couldn't help continuing on. "Haven't you ever loved anyone else before?"

There was a part of me - of course, as always - that couldn't understand why I was asking all these questions and then there was a side that did. Though I was a bit worried that Eric might be getting pissed at all the sudden questions and that too right in front of Callista, I couldn't seem to stop.

"Yeah, I have actually," Eric answered with a smile. "And she's a whole lot prettier than Calli here and I love her tons more than I could ever love anyone else." I saw Callista's hand move up and punch Eric in the chest. "Hey, I'm just kidding!" He bent down and kissed her on the top of her head. "You know you're the only one for me."

I didn't say anything back to that, because really what could I say? A few seconds of silence ticked by and I found myself back in my daydreams once again.

"So, Dylan, you find that special girl yet?" Now I guess it was my turn to be interrogated.

I was just about answer Eric when suddenly someone came strolling over to us and cut me off.

"Wow, Callista, I had no idea your little boyfriend was that strong!" he taunted. "He must be though to be able to carry someone as big as you!"

I snapped my head over at Eric and noticed how in seconds, his face melted from happy and relaxed in to angry and murderous.

I knew exactly what was coming next and I desperately hoped it wouldn't be anything too serious.

CALLISTA'S POV:

One minute, I'm on sitting peacefully on Eric's lap while he conversed with Dylan and the thing I know, one of my classmates, Luis, comes over from where he had been ogling at the substitute teacher's amazing artwork to tease me once again and then suddenly I'm on the ground.

After getting over the surprise, I looked around for Eric and found him kneeling on the ground with his hands on Luis and his fingers wrapped tightly around his neck. Time seriously slowed down then and the air around me felt thick and as if I were swimming in deep waters.

I crawled over to Eric as fast as I could and tried to pull his hands off of Luis, who had turned beet red and the veins on his neck had popped out. He was too strong for me though and wouldn't listen to a word I was saying.

I jerked my head over to Dylan who was still sitting in his seat but with wide eyes and a nervous look on his face. He seemed to be in shock as well, because I don't think he was even breathing.

"Dylan, help me!"

"H-huh?" he shook his head and when he saw us all on the ground, he jumped into action.

Dylan got down on the floor and tried to peel Eric's fingers from around Luis's throat and some of the other guys in the class followed suit, as the sub then ran over to the telephone and started dialing and shouting down the hall at the same time.

By the time, Dylan and the other guys had managed to get Eric away from Luis, I was at a loss of words and breath and all common sense, in general. I had no idea where all this had come from and why all of this had turned out this way.

Mr. Hills boomed into the room then followed by three security guards behind him. They helped Luis up as he coughed and gagged while Mr. Hills shouted at the other students to be quiet and remain calm.

I slid over to Eric and pulled him into my arms. I moved my head back when I didn't feel his arms wrap around me as they usually did on impact and noticed a wild look plastered on his face. His fingers were all crooked and red with tints of blood underneath his fingernails; I grabbed them and wrapped them around my waist. I held Eric close to me, rubbing his back and running my fingers through his hair to calm him down. I whispered soothing words into his ears and kissed his face.

After everything had calmed down and Luis had been inspected thoroughly by the school nurse, him, Eric, Dylan and I were all sent to Mr. Hill's office for a "little talk over" as he put it.

I knew exactly what was coming as Eric and I walked hand-in-hand down the hall. Eric was still seething and I was still really nervous and kept squeezing his hand with every step that we got closer to Mr. Hills' office. A bald headed security guard marched behind us, making me feel as if he were escorting us to prison or something.

Luis looked back every few seconds and gave us dirty looks, but after the third time, the heavily mustached guy that was behind him gave him a shove and told him to quit it.

I sneaked a peek over at Dylan; he didn't look as much shocked as he did surprised anymore. He kept running his fingers through his hair and I noticed that his face was red and his eyes wide. He didn't look alright at all and I wondered what had gone wrong with him.

When we came to a stop in front of the main office, Eric was pulled away from me. He got pushed into the room first and then Luis was accompanied by him. A security held onto the shoulders of both of them and the third one came around Dylan and told us to take a seat as the other two ushered Eric and Luis into Mr. Hills' room.

The door slammed shut and I closed my eyes tight. I folded my hands in front of me and fastened them together. I whispered a silent prayer, begging with all my might for Eric to not get suspended and have to leave me.

I took my time opening up my eyes and unfolding my hands. After I was done, I felt a wave of exhaustion roll over me. My shoulders slumped and I felt my knees shaking, ready to give out. But, before they could, another strange feeling washed over me.

Involuntarily, I turned my head to the side and Dylan's eyes on me. They were downcast and he looked OK to me then. But, the way he watched me, as if with deep satisfaction and lack of surety at the same time.

"Well, Eric, I'm going to get straight to the point here - this is your second strike; one more and you're out of this school!" I turned my head away and towards the Mr. Hills' door. "I don't care how high your grades are, this kind of behavior will not be allowed in this school! What do you have to say for yourself?"

There was silence and I couldn't hear a thing from the other side.

"Alright fine," Mr. Hills barked up again. "Either one of you want to tell me how all of this started in the first place?"

"I didn't even do anything - he just bloody attacked me!" I heard Luis speak up first.

"Oh, don't act innocent! Callista and I were just sitting together, and then this asshole showed up and tried to start shit with my Callista! Just because she can't defend herself, doesn't mean I'm just going to sit there and watch her get picked on!" Eric yelled out.

The sound of a chair being pushed back sounded out and I heard Luis add, "She's just a girl that was born to be picked on and you're just a guy that's using her for your own gains. It's obvious you're not really into her, so why don't you just quit while you're still ahead?!"

I felt my face blooming up and tears appearing at the corners of my eyes as I waited to hear what Eric had to say to that. How would he react to that? Would he stand up for me once again, or will he agree with Luis and just forget about me?

I felt my body go limp and my heartbeat quickening. Just when I felt like I was about to pass out from all the tension, I heard the sound of a chair tipping backward and then Eric spat out, "Don't you dare ever say such bullshit to or against my Callista again or next time, I'll kill you for real!"

I felt my heart swelling in happiness, but my insides still felt weak. Eric was only making things worse by defending me like this and his punishment will only be worth double.

"You see, he's a monster! He deserves to be locked up somewhere or something!" I felt myself flinch up in the air and a tear rolled down my left eyes. Luis relentlessly continued. "No wonder he's with Callista - the two freaks were made for each other!"

"E-nough!!" Mr. Hills boomed out.

I couldn't listen to anything more. I covered my ears with the palms of my hands and slid down the wall. I brought my knees close to my chest and let the tears fall openly.

I heard footsteps coming close, but ignored them.

"Hey, are you OK?" Dylan asked me softly, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"N-no. How can I be OK? Eric's in trouble again, and it's all because of me, and it i-if he gets suspended, then that'll be my fault too!" I sobbed.

"It's not your fault; none of this is. Eric just...he needs to know how to control his anger sometimes, is all."

"I know and I've been trying to help him with it, but nothing seems to be working! I guess I'm just not good enough for him!" And I felt it too, that that was the truth. I felt it right in the middle of my chest.

Before the feeling could spread though, the door banged open and Eric stormed out. He grabbed me in his arms and held me close to him. We rocked back and forth feeling as if the whole world had come to a stand still.

Two security guards had been racing after him, but stopped as they saw us together. They looked confused on how to react and waited for Mr. Hills' instructions before continuing on. Mr. Hill sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

Finally, he sent Dylan back to class and left Eric and I alone for as long as we needed, as he returned back to his office to speak with Luis.

Once we were alone, Eric pulled back from me and looked into my eyes. He rubbed my face with his fingers and pressed his forehead against mine.

"None of this happened because of you," he whispered to me. "I promise you, my sweet, if anything happens to me, you are not the reason for it. It will always be me and only me."

"But, Eric, none of this would've ever happened if I-!" I started.

Eric's mouth pressed against mine, kissing my breath away. "I don't regret any of it."

For the first time, I leaned forward and pushed my lips up against Eric's. He's always made the first move and I've always been the one to follow his lead.

"I love you, Eric." I whispered against his lips. I moved my head back and took in his reaction. I knew without having to look that he felt the exact same way, but I still had to make sure. "I love you." I said it louder.

"I love you too...Callista." Eric dove his hands into my hair and swallowed up my mouth in his.

I knew I had done the right thing at the moment. And it felt so right, there was no way it could be wrong. Sure, I was young and I had no inkling as to what love really was in the first place, but what I felt for Eric wasn't anything below that either. And we'd figure it all out together, him and I, because Eric was the one for me.

A/N: Well. Love's been declared, my loves! =D

So, I am gonna get straight to the point, and ask you guys this: What do you think about what just happened? Do you agree with it, with Callista's thinking, and what she's decided? Or do you disagree, think it's too early, that she wrong, and that she's been hasty?

But, most importantly, what about Dylan? How must he be feeling?

Well, you'll find that out, in the le next ch.! =)