All Of Your Flaws

Part Five

Dylan followed her out of the art block once the class was over; Addison needed to head for her final class of the day. She wasn't sure where Dylan needed to go and she wasn't going to give Dylan Willis the satisfaction of knowing that Addison wanted to know where he was headed. Instead, she just let Dylan walk next to her until Addison head yelling on the other end of the corridor and it took a moment to place that it was someone yelling her name.

"Addison!" Brigid cried hurrying up to Addison and looking highly apologetic. "I've got to stay behind and work on a ton of stuff for graphic design so I can't drive you home. Are you ok to ask Aaron for a lift?" Brigid asked looking very guilty because she knew how much Addison hated relying on any of her brothers for anything even if Aaron was the easiest and most relaxed out of her three siblings.

"Aaron is under house arrest until next week and he isn't getting his car keys back from Dad for another two months. Not after last time." Addison reminded Brigid lowering her voice slightly so Dylan didn't hear but from Dylan's sympathetic look it was clear that he'd heard anyway.

"Oh God, I'm so sorry Addison...could Eric-" Brigid started to say until she saw Addison wince. Spending time in an enclosed space, such as a car, with Eric was a recipe for disaster as he would no doubt ask Addison about school which was far too painful for Addison to handle remotely sober or without the help of caffeine. "I guess not, and Mark's probably out of the question too?"

"You guessed right" Addison said. Mark's driving was questionable, to say the least if Addison was being remotely polite. His car also had no seatbelt on the passenger's side. If someone asked for her honest opinion then Addison would have to say that she'd rather sit in the car with Eric than Mark because at least Eric stuck to the speed limit. Even if he made Addison want to bash her head against the dashboard. He was a big fan of asking irritating questions in small spaces. "I'd prefer not to die in a road accident caused by Mark braking too sharply because he saw a woman in a short skirt."

"Um...Addi?" Dylan coughed. Both Addison and Brigid turned to him each with their own various faces of surprise. Brigid's was probably from hearing Dylan Willis actually say something that wasn't a sarcastic insult. Addison's was because no one had ever called her 'Addi' before. "Listen...I could give you a ride home if you want." Dylan offered. Brigid continued to look at Dylan, even blinking in surprise while Addison just stood completely still and not fully sure if Dylan Willis had just offered her a ride home or not.

"You what?" Addison asked.

"I could drive you home. Save you getting the bus or calling your brothers. Um...where in town do you live? I could drop you off home on my way back to my house." Dylan said, scratching the back of his neck. Addison gave him the street and Dylan swiftly replied with an easy smile in return. "That's like three roads away from my house. I can drive you there on my way back home, it's not out of my way at all."

"Are you sure...about the ride?" Addison asked and Dylan nodded. The thought of being sat in a car with Dylan Willis for any amount of time was making Addison's stomach do backflips and she really wasn't sure why. It had to be from nerves because it couldn't have been anything else.

"Yeah its fine as long as you don't mind having to put up with my brother's gangly frame in the back seat; don't worry though, he doesn't sound as...'interesting' as your brothers...no offence."

"None taken, I say much worse things when being nice about them." Addison admitted shrugging her shoulders.

"Well thank you, that makes me a lot better about having to stay late." Brigid said giving Dylan an appreciative smile before she turned back to Addison. "I'll be home at about six so just ring me or come over if you need me." Brigid added touching Addison lightly on the arm before she quickly hurried back off in the direction of her final class of the day.