Small Bump (Dylan O'brien fanfic)

Chapter 8: "I dont like you"

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"I don't like you"

I don't like you

The way you walk

The way you talk

Because you lose

The way

~JFA

*Aubrey's P.O.V*

After driving for what seemed like hours, we came to a halt. I looked out the window to see the my apartment building.

Earlier, I asked Crystal if she could take me home because I was "tired". I lied. I'm probably going to cry in bed while eating numerous of Slim Jim's and Hersey's Kisses.

"Thanks," I gave them a weak smile and got off the car.

Before I went inside the secret entrance, Holland called out "We're coming back tonight, babe."

It was nice of them to want to come and check up on 'crying Aubrey' but being alone sounds so nice right now.
"No, you don't have to...I kinda want to be alone."

"But" Holland insisted.

"Don't worry about me. You should be with Dylan. He probably has a ton of funny stories to share." I smiled.

"Are you sure? I mean we can come by tonight-"

"Yes. I'll be fine. Have fun." They smiled at me and then drove off.

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Entering my room, I fell on my knees. I didn't focus on the pain from my knees. I didn't focus on the people passing by the hallway. I didn't focus on anything but the deep deep hole in my chest. In my heart. It's like if someone were to stick so many nails inside of me. Slowly... and then all at once. Wet droplets from my eyes were set free.

I tried to gather myself together but no matter how much I tried, I was everywhere.

I fell on my knees. My sobs decrescendo and my shakiness fading away. I wonder how Dylan is feeling. Probably real fucking happy to see his friends again. And show off his new fake girlfriend.

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*Dylan's P.O.V*

"And then he opened the door to find chickens in his office!" As Isaac finished his sentence every busted out laughing....well except for me.

All I could think about from the drive back from the airport to here is Aubrey.

Did you see her face? It's like we tore her apart. Kourtney and I.

No...I probably thought she was torn. In reality, she doesn't give a crap.
But I mean, when we were going to leave, she quickly went inside Crystals' car.

And the worst part was...she was crying.

"Dylan?"

"Dylan?!" A voice that came from Isaac made me come back to reality.

"Oh, yes." I faked a laugh. "You're a genius Daniel."

"What did I just say?" Daniel raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?" I lied.

"You know what I mean O'brien." Daniel crossed his arms. "You're obviously thinking about something else. Or about someone." Now, everyone's attention was towards me.

I could feel my mouth drop a little. Why all of a sudden am I so nervous? And why the hell am I not talking.

"Um-"

"We're just messing with you" I sighed in relief.
Everyone was laughing except for Kourtney.

"I'll be in our room," she got up and made her way upstairs, not before crushing my foot with her high heels.

"What's her problem," Holland asked in annoyance.

I shrugged even though I had a clue what was up. I checked my watch for time and read "10:47".

I faked a yawn and stood up "I should be on my way to bed."

"Noo!" Everyone said in Unison.

"But I haven't gotten any-"

"Common Dylan." Daniel began. "What happened to the old days? When we all use to stay up doing crazy shit." Tyler ended.

I thought about how angry Kourtney must be, but saw how smiles formed on their faces.

"Okay, but only for a few minutes."

"Yay!"

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*Crystal's P.O.V*

After 11:20 p.m, vodka was past around. Everyone was drunk but me. When we are about to drink, we pick who's not going to drink and be the designated driver. Tonight, it was me. How fun.

"You guys we-we s-" Daniel burped. "We should tipee my grandma's house'" he slured.

I stood up and tried to make his way to the door until he fell on his face.

"Isaac, you okay?" I laughed.

All I could hear was his snoring. 1 down 3 to go.
Shots were once again passed around. How much are they going to drink? I rolled my eyes. I then saw Tyler with his arm around Dylan.

"Dylan," Tyler slurred. "Is Kourtney really your girlfriend?"

Dylan started laughing and shaking his head. "My manager told m-me that i-it's g-good for my fame." Wait, did Dylan say that she's just for fame?
"And she's just a piece of ass." They both laughed at the same time.

Holland grabbed her phone and dialed her boyfriend.
"Baaaaabbbbbyyyyy" she yelled.

I tried to shush her.
"Dylan, did you say Kourtney is just for fame?"

Dylan looked and nodded. "I w-would never want h-her a-as my reaaaaal girlfriend."

I saw Holland throw her phone across the room. Then Dylan started crying. These are one of the cons of not being drunk while your friends are.

"Auuuuubreey," Dylan pushed Tyler away. "Auuubreey, I fuuucked u-up." Dylan stood up dramatically. " I still love you."

Say what?

Tyler looked angry and stood up. He took a handful of Dylan's shirt. "Aubrey, doesn't love you anymore!" He paused. "She doesn't even want t-to tell you that y-you are the f-father of h-her unborn baby!"

"Tyler!" I stood up.

Dylan looked at me and back at Tyler. "I-I'm going to b-be a dad?"

Silence filled the whole room. How do you respond to that? Aubrey is going to be so mad. This is all my fault. Dylan pushed Tyler and slowly walked to the front door.

"Where are you going Dylan?"

"I need to see Aubrey." Before making it to the door, he tripped on passed out Daniel. Dylan fell to the floor.
Within seconds, he was snoring.

"Aubrey is going to hate me," Tyler cried. "I-i d-didn't mean to s-say anything." I went to him and hugged him. Tyler held me tightly.

"Aubrey is not going to hate you." I tried calming him down. I could feel him sleeping on me.

"It's my fault. Not yours."

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