Summer of Boys

Chapter 18

Staring at Dylan I couldn't find the words to say. Seeing the tears in his eyes brought a sharp pain to my heart and I couldn't shake it. How did he find out about that stupid competition that I wasn't even really a part of. Let's face it, I hated the idea from the beginning and I only said yes to appease Leslie. "Well?" I almost forgot Dylan was standing there.

"Dylan I swear that was just some stupid competition Leslie made up! How'd you even hear of it anyway?"

"Doesn't matter! The fact is you participated in it. I was just a part of some stupid game! What, if you got a celebrity you got ten points or something!" The sadness in his eyes was now replaced with anger which was a much scarier look.

"Dylan it wasn't like that at all! I forgot about that stupid game the second you spoke your first words to me at the bar. There hasn't been anyone else I swear!" At this point I was begging for him to believe me.

"Oh ya then who was that guy I saw you kissing outsde your cousin's house?" I froze. I totally forgot about Justin.

"Exactly." Dylan starts to walk past me when I reach out for his arm. "Dylan please." I couldn't lose him again.

"No! I gave you more time than I should have! Everyone told me to not bother with you because you were leaving at the end of August but you know what I told them? It doesn't matter because I love you. Or so I say loved. Goodbye Alexis."

He began to walk away and I could feel the tears begin to stream down my face. Just as he reached his car he turned around and called my name. "Do me a favor?"

"Yes anything!"

"Stay away from me." And just like that he got in his car and drove away leaving me in the driveway with tears streaming down my face and my heart in two peices.

For the next half hour I just sat their in the driveway crying hoping to wake up and this was all just a terrible dream. But reality sunk in and this wasn't a dream and Dylan wasn't coming back, I blew everything. How the hell did he findout anyway? The only people who knew were me and.... Leslie! I can't believe her!

Wiping the tears from my face I get up and walk inside straight to the living room, where I see Hoechlin with Tyler and Seana. "Where's Leslie?" I ask turning towards Hoechlin. "Well hello to you too." Hoechlin jokes causing everyone but me to laugh.

"I said where's Leslie?" I take a step closer to him to show I'm not messing around.

"Whoah! She's passed out in the guest room. Where's Dylan?" Tyler Posey speaks up for him.

"He left."

"What he left? Aww sweety did you too..."

I just nod my head at Seana's question and she wraps me in a hug as the guys look at each other and just walk away. "I have to find Leslie, I'm sorry." I let go and walk off in the direction of the guest room.

I quietly turn the knob and sure enough there she is passed out, sprawled across the bed. I sit her up and she mumbles something I can't quite understand so I just stand her up leaning her against me. "Leslie come on you have to help me." I think she begins to wake up because she lifts some of her weight off my shoulders.

We make it outside and that's when I remember that Dylan was our ride, so I pull out my phone and call a cab. The cab arrives fifteen minutes later and I push Leslie in the back seat before climbing in the front. I give the driver the address and when we get to the house it's 2 am and all the lights are out. I pay the taxi driver and pull Leslie out practically dragging her to the door and downstairs.

Laying her cafefully on the bed I take off her shoes and pull the covers over her. How come I'm always the one taking care of her? Even when we are home I would always be the one who had to make sure she was ok. You know sometimes I just want to have fun without having to worry about her. I grab advil and water and place it next to her bed before collapsing on the bed myself. Sleep comsumes me in a matter of seconds.