He Found Her.

Chapter 14.

Vintages Pov

I was already frustrated because I walk in my house, and Dylan and my mom are talking. I felt all eyes on me when I walked in. Dylan had looked at me in this kinda...way, and I didn't like it. Now he calls himself wanting to talk to me. I have to admit, it made me happy to see him after all this drama. Maybe after it all, we can work on bouncing back. There's not really anything to bounce back from though.

When Dylan kissed me, it made the ground feel unsteady. It confused me, and made me feel like he was kissing me because I forced him. I ended it short.

He said he has some explaining to do. So, I sat him down on my bed, closed my door, and joined him.

I could tell he was nervous because his nose flared, his palms were sweaty, and he kept rubbing his hands on his pants. He would barely look me in the face, so I knew this was bad news coming my way.

"Okay, the reason I was feeling weird about this, "us" thing, is because of Veronica at school. Not that I'm with her or anything..er..in fact I'm not, I don't think she'd ever go for a guy like me, do you think so? Ya know, cause.." I cut him off.

"Dylan, your doing that rambling thing. Shut up.. I think I got it."

"O... Okay, I'm up shutting."

What Dylan said was simply ridiculous. I knew every guy had a crush on her. She's the most popular girl in that school. Dylan, the best friend I know? He would never get her. Not trying to play him or anything, but come on. Dylan...ppppsssh.

It almost made me jealous..

Interrupting my thoughts, Dylan rudely waved his hand in my face.

"Are you okay!?"

"Yeah dude, I was just thinking. Not anymore, you just made me lose my train of thought, dumb ass."

"Please don't be mad at me. She doesn't even know I exist. I guess I was fantasizing too much, and I made myself think I actually had a chance. I def can move on from her, and me and you can start this."

"You will get over her. This is a me and Dylan thing. Not Me, Dylan, and Veronica."

Dylans face was red. He was embarrassed. It was cute. So I got up, went in front of him, bent down, and kissed him. I got between his legs. He tried to stop me, but he already knew he couldn't. I made him give into me.

"Vin, seriously. Your supposed to be mad at me."

"Well, I'm not. I just want my Dylan back. Now, bring your ass back to me O'Brien."

I kissed him, and brought myself back, making him follow my lips. He did exactly that. I kissed him again, adding a little lip bite.

"Okay Delerose, stop. Your giving me a boner."

"What if that's what I wanna do?"

"Just shut up."

"I'm really sorry. And I'm sorry about the photo. You know I have another one, we will just go get another frame. I was getting tired of that old ass frame anyway."

"Shut up. Can we, take a shower together?"

"Your mom is here right?"

"Yes, mom is here." I grabbed his face and kissed him.

"I'll be right back. Get undressed. Now.."

Dylans Pov

Her bathroom was so cool. When you walk in, there's like, this curtain of beeds to walk through. Her floor is marble, so is the counter. It's spacey, and there's two separate rooms. One with the shower and toilet, and one strictly with the tub. It was more like a hot tub. Room for 2.