Falling For A Hot Nerd

Nineteen | She high

Dylan's View

"She lied."

I state staring back at my reflection. I sigh, letting my top less body collapse on my bed.

I don't have to know what happened to tell if she's lying or not. Just looking at person's eyes is enough to tell if they are telling the truth or not.

Why do I feel so bad all of a sudden? Why did I do for her to treat like this?

"Well, if you don't fucking drink and lit up then this wouldn't happened."

I groan, pressing my face on my cushion. Getting irritated by myself. I look up, suddenly feeling dismayed.

"Ugh, I miss her."

I'm already getting close to her. I don't wanna screw everything up.

My door swung open I look down to it, only to see Shane with his worried face. I sit up, getting my shirt to put on.

"What's up?"

"Go down stairs and kill Jon for being irresponsible."

I frown walking up to him.

"He left the brownies out, and Charlie ate them."

He say and my ears suddenly felt deaf. I clench my fist, and I run downstairs, finding Jon cupping Charlie's face, which annoyed me so I stormed down, grabbing him on his shirt.

"Don't you dare hold her!"

"Woah, woah, I'm just checking if she's alright." He explains, clutching over my hands on his shirt.

"Oh yeah, she's gonna be alright after you basically feed her those shit!"

I yelled on him and he close his eyes. He attempt to escape me, but I'm holding him tight he can't even move a muscle.

"Please, Dylan, those are brownies, who would've known if its drugged or not." He begged.

"You should've at least keep it somewhere safe." I growled.

"Just kill him." Shane buts in.

"Shut up Shane! You didn't remind me to keep those in anyways!" Jon yelled.

"It's not my problem your forgetful. Now suffer."

Shane fix his glasses, nodding at me as a signal and I nod back to him. I was about to punch Jon on his face when I heard a loud thud behind us. I look beside me, not finding Charlie anywhere. I let go of Jon, and run around the counter finding Charlie sitting on the floor, holding her head.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm getting dizzy, is this normal?"

I furrow my eyebrows and groan in annoyance. I help her up, her leaning on my chest getting weaker.

"I'm going to have her upstairs."

"Alright, it should be kicking in by now. She's gonna be like that for 6-12 hours, can you handle it?"

I nod to Shane and he softly smile at me.

"Can you walk?"

I ask her but she shake her head. "I don't think so."

"Alright, hold on."

I squat down, lifting her legs until I can lift her whole body in bridal style. She rest her head on my chest, and I look at her face. I sigh, and I glare at Jon.

"No more brownies, twat."

He pout his lips and we go upstairs.

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