Summer of Boys

Chapter 9

I turn back to face Dylan to get Britt's look out of my head. You know the saying if looks could kill? Well that's exactly what she was trying to do. I link my arm around Dylan's and lean my head on his shoulder earning a kiss on the top of my head from him. 

"This party is great." Leslie shouts over the loud music. 

"Thanks, I try my best." Tyler jokes and we all join in a laugh.

"I'm gonna go find some people to dance with." Leslie tells us and walks off in search of the perfect guy to get with. Seriously, she really needs to stop acting like such a whore. I mean I love her, she is my best friend, but I don't like the way she's acting at all.

"So Alexis how long have you and Dylan been seeing each other?" Seana's question catches me off guard and I choke a little bit on my water. How am I supposed to respond to that? We aren't actually dating, no matter how bad I wish we were. I think about it for a few more seconds before coming up with the best answer I can think of.

"We've known each other for about a week." Seana nods and I look over at Dylan who seems to have a mixture between a smile and a frown on his beautiful face. Man he really is perfect even when he frowns.

"Come on lets dance." Seana says to Tyler and they both get up and head for the dance floor, leaving Dylan and I alone on the couch.

"I'm really glad you came." Dylan whispers in my ear causing a shiver to go down my spine. He wraps his arm around my shoulder bringing me closer to him. 

"Oh ya why's that?" I whisper back only because I can't seem to find my voice from the nerves running through my body at us being this close. I know we've been close before but every time is the same as the first, mesmerizing and amazing. 

"So I can do this." And with no warning he crashes his lips to mine in a forceful yet joyful kiss. It takes me a second to respond but I soon do and I can feel Dylan smile into the kiss. His tongue grazes the bottom of my lip and I part my lips allowing his tongue to explore the inside of my mouth. Normally I'm not into this sort of PDA but right now the taste of his lips makes me completely forget we are at a party and not alone in his apartment. 

After a few minutes I pull away desperately needing air. "Now that's what I call a kiss." Dylan says making me laugh like I haven't laughed in ages. 

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The party is really heating up right now and it's about mid night right now. I'm talking to Holand Roden who I didn't even know was here until about an hour ago. She's drinking a beer while I'm just sticking with water since I have to drive home. 

"So you and Dylan are what, dating? Just Friends? Well I mean we all saw the way he kissed you so I'm guessing you're not just friends. Maybe friends with benefits?" I swat her arm playfully and scold her for even saying that.

"Honestly I don't know what we are. I mean I am only here for the summer but at the same time I like him, I really like him." I can't believe I just told Holland that. We are friends but she's also friends with Dylan.

"He likes you too. I can tell." Holland says making me look up at her with hope in my eyes. "I can't believe you don't know that. Don't you see the way he looks at you. I've never seen him like that with any girl. Not even Britt." Wait hold up.

"What do you mean not even with Britt?" Dylan said that nothing ever happend.

"You know him and Britt dated for like 6 months." I look at her completely shocked at this new revelation. 

"You didn't know did you?" Holland asks, awkwardly looking anywhere but at my face. 

Without telling her goodbye I turn around storming off to find Dylan. You know I'm not even angry they dated, I'm angry he lied about it. That's why Britt was acting so weird. I feel like such a jerk rubbing my relationship with him in her face. No wonder she was glaring at me like that. I walk through the kitchen and don't find him so I head upstairs to where the bedrooms are. I open the first door and there's one couple making out on the bed but no Dylan. Man this is like a college frat party.

I walk down the hall and come across a bathroom with a girl puking her guts out in the toilet. I close the door and continue through all the doors until I come to the last one. I open the door and see two people on the bed with the girl straddling the guys lap. I can't see who it is at first and against my better judgement I take a step forward. As soon as I do I wish I hadn't as I see Britt topless stradling the body of Dylan. Britt looks up and smirks at me before going back to kissing Dylan. I can feel the hot tears begin to form in my eyes but I foce myslef not to cry here. I can't give them the satisfaction.

I slam the door closed and walk down the hall swallowing back all my tears. The thing that hurts the most is the fact that Dylan didn't even look at me. It's like I meant nothing to him at all. Well, after seeing what I just did I probably didn't. After I hit the last stair I walk straight to find Leslie. All I want to do is get out of this awful place. 

I walk through every room until I finally spot Leslie on the couch we all sat on when we first got here. She's not alone though, there's a group of people surrounding her including Tyler and Seana. I walk over to her feeling the hot tears stream down my cheeks. So much for keeping them in. Seana is the first to see me and she pulls my arm asking if I'm ok. I don't respond however and just reach for Leslie so we can go home.

"Can we go?" I have to shout for her to hear me over the loud music and luckily she does. She grabs her shoes and slips them on following me out the door. We past the staircase and that's when I see Dylan walking down pulling his shirt over his head. His hair is a mess, sticking up all over the place. His eyes meet mine and he stops where he is. His face soon turns into confusion as he walks closer to me.

I take a step back as he reaches out to me which only causes a flash of pain go through his eyes at my rejection. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" My sadness gets replaced by my anger at his words and I get into his voice screaming. Half becuase he can't hear me unless I scream and the other half is because I'm so pissed off.

"WHY AM I CRYING? OH I DON'T KNOW MAYBE IT HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH WALKING IN ON SEEING YOU AND BRITT HAVING SEX! OH AND THANKS FOR LYING TO ME! I KNOW YOU GUYS DATED, 6 MONTHS TO BE EXACT!!!" Realization crosses his face as I finish yelling at him. 

"You saw us?" Seriously? 

"Yes of course I saw you! Britt made sure to rub it in my face!" I turn to leave but a strong arm wraps around my waist forcing me to stay where I am. Leslie is intently watching the scene unfold before her, not quite sure what to do.

"Get off of me!" I yell making Dylan flinch slightly.

"Please let me explain! It was nothing I was drunk and it was a mistake I swear!"

"You were drunk? Oh so you just happened to sober up in the last ten minutes? Yea right." I turn to leave again and I make it all the way outside before he reaches for my hand. 

"You would be surprised at how fast someone can sober up when in a situation like this." He half jokes and I just glare at him wiping the small off his face. 

"Well even if you were drunk that's no excuse!" I turn around to leave again but soon stop in my tracks. What am I doing? I'm acting like a jealous girlfriend who just got cheated on. But the fact is, I'm not his girlfriend, I never was, unlike Britt.

"You know what." I say turning back around.

"I'm not being fair, I'm treating you as if I was your girlfriend who you just cheated on. But, I'm not your girlfriend, I never was. So you had every right to sleep with her." I see the confusion in his eyes as I continue to talk. "But the thing is I don't want to be with someone who sleeps with people just because they get drunk at a party even if it is just as friends." I turn around and hear Leslie's footsteps behind me but no one else's as we hop into our car and drive down the street. The look on Dylan's face as I pretty much told him I wanted nothing to do with him runs through my mind as I drive home. 

As soon as we get home I run inside and head straight for my room. I change out of my skirt and shirt throwing it in the laundry basket and opening my drawer to find the shorts and t-shirt Dylan let me use the other night when I spent the night. I bring it up to my nose and can smell his scent on it as I crawl into bed slowly falling asleep.

A/N

No! They're not even going to be friends? That can't happen! Haha so tell me would you guys forgive Dylan and be with him again as friends ;)? Let me know I want to hear YOUR thoughts on what YOU would do. Feel free to follow me on twitter and istangram and message me on here so I know to follow you back!

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