My heart stopped. Was my hearing acting up? I sat there in silent for a few seconds and then he said it again. "Be mine for real." I looked down at the ground. I'll be honest, I did want to be his, but there were problems about this. "Dylan.. What about the distance? Our friendship?" "We could make it work. I promise, we could." Dylan still had his hand in mine.
I looked down at the ground. Part of me wanted to say yes but the other part of me wanted to say no. It wasn't nothing about him, it was just I didn't want to get hurt. My emotions were mixed up, I didn't know what I wanted. "Is it okay that I have time to think about it?" I asked, staring at the road ahead. "Of course." Dylan said, a sigh of somewhat relief escaped him.
We got to my house and I got out of the car. "Thanks for the ride, Dyllll!" I said as he came around to give me the usual hug. Except this time, I may have been holding on tighter. I did want this, don't get me wrong.
His lips brushed along side of my cheek and I smiled. Our eyes met. "I'll call you later." I told him, his embrace loosed much more and I walked into my house. He got into the car, started it up and gave a simple wave. He drove away and I went inside the house.
I went into my room. I was in need of a nap. I laid down on my bed and got under the covers. I got on twitter and tweeted 'Well, @laylaaaax3 is okay, thank God. <3 Crazy day already but it's only morning. #naptime' I locked my phone and set it on my bedside table. I closed my eyes and soon I was asleep.
I woke up around 2. I felt extremely yucky. My first thought when I woke up was about Dylan. This morning was still lurking in my mind, I wish it would just go away. I just wanted it to leave my mind but I know I had to agree on something.
I took a shower, put on shorts and a shirt and then dried my hair. I put on just a little makeup, left my hair to it's natural wave. I walked to over to get my phone and it was already three. One new text message.
From: Dyllyboooo(:
Hey sweetheart! Hope you're doing okay <3
I smiled but didn't text back right away. I went downstairs and got something to eat since I hadn't eat that whole day. I even made myself some coffee to help wake me up, which it didn't help. I went to the living room and found a note from mom. 'Hey sweetie! We'll be home around 9 tonight. We love you! Love, mom and dad.'
I dialed Dylan. "Hello?" "Hey Dylan, do you want to come over and hang out or something?" "Sure!" I could tell he was smiling. "Okay, I'll see you in a few." We said our goodbyes and hung up. I went over to our rack of dvds and picked out a few movies to watch with him.
I made a few snacks up and then I heard the doorbell. I looked through the window and opened the door. Dylan greeted me with a friendly hug. He was wearing his usual cologne, it made me die everytime. He was wearing jeans and his red YMCMB shirt. He came in and we both sat on the couch. I put in the first movie but honestly, I couldn't pay attention to it. Dylan rested his arm over my shoulder and I cuddled into the side of him.
Soon, he wasn't paying to the movie either. We were feeding each other popcorn, pushing each other off the couch, it was like old times. Finally, once we settled down, I laid my head on his chest. We were still laughing uncontrollably. "Dylan?" I said, finally getting my last laugh out. "Yes?" He said, calming down. "Yes, I'll be yours."
