Sunset Under the Waterfall

Chapter 3: Broken Rules

Driving down the road with Dylan in my car was amazing. Singing a bunch of songs with him was fun. I forgot about everything bad that was going on in my life. The look in his eyes, his flowing hair, and the sound of his voice. I might as well have just melted right there.

But I was driving, so yeah, kind of necessary to stay in a solid form. Didn't want to crash the car, and kill Dylan. That would be heartbreaking.

We continued driving and arrived at the best pizza place ever! Razano's! I've been eating here ever since I was 8 years old.

"Are you reading my mind?" Dylan asked me. I swung around to see his brows knitted together. "How did you know I meant this place?"

"Well, if you wanted to show me a pizza place I've been eating at since I was 8, then you probably should show me before I started eating here."

The fact that it wasn't somewhere we could be alone was kind of disappointing.

"Oh well, the pizza here is still great. So how about we stop being all hungry and eat some pizza?"

I paid.

And he ate like a pig. We ordered a whole pizza and he ate half of it. I had only 2 pieces in that time. By then, I had to get us back to school.

"Come on Dylan, we have to go back to school."

He replied with a burp," Excuse me, but no. We can be a little lat-"

"No."

"Ok. No more scary Martin. I like the cuter- I mean the nicer side of you."

"We are going," I demanded," So hurry up." I was a little ticked because the rest of the pizza (Which was 5 slices of the deep deep crust supreme pizza) was in Dylan's mouth. No more leftovers for tonight, I guess.

Oh my god. Tonight.

The party. Dylan invited me to a party. Most parties in Rovana Falls were stupid, with beers and all other sorts of alcohol everywhere, crappy music, and stupid dancing in the living rooms. Normally, I just stay away from those things. But now, Dylan was asking me too go with him. Maybe this could get me closer to him.

"I think I'll go," I stated out loud.

"No don't leave, I'm getting up as fast as I can and I'm sorry about eating so much pizza." Dylan pleaded behind me.

" No I'm not leaving. I'm talking about the party."

"You will?! Oh thank you!" he charges up to me and hugs me tightly.

"Kind of hard... To breath... Dylan let go..." I muttered into his ear. But as I said it, I realized how much I loved the feeling of, well, his embrace. I blushed really hard, but the same smile stayed on my face for the longest time. I guess he took what I meant to heart, however. He let go of me, forcing me to let go of him.

"Great. so do you need a ride?" he questioned. That part was tricky, because I don't know who will be home, John or my mom.

"Yeah, I probably will, so could you possibly pick me up?"

"Sure," he suppressed a scream of joy," I'll pick you up at about quarter after seven?"

"Yeah, that will work, but don't come to my door. I'll be looking out my window, waiting for you." I stated cautiously. If Dylan came to my door, he would probably be greeted by John. And that would not be too good.

"Ok, should I text you if you for some reason are not looking out your window at 7:15?"

It took me a minute to process what he said because I caught his gaze. I got lost in his eyes, like an unknown place just waiting to be explored till every little bit of it is found.