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Richie's pov

I needed to smoke. That morning Eddie was sound asleep, he was in a deep deep sleep and I didn't want to wake him. So, I got up softly not trying to wake him and wrote a note.

Hey baby, I went to the beach to smoke. When you wake up text me, also, there's pancakes for you downstairs

Xoxo Rich

I sat in the beach chair as usual and lit a blunt. I put the blunt in-between my index finger and my middle finger, sucking it in. It was about 8 am and the beach was completely empty, I looked around and shrugged. Although I saw someone surfing in the distance, Dylan. I mean of course he was here, he always came out early.

The more I smoked the more high I felt. It felt like my chest was lifted and I was the only one on the planet.

"Richie", I heard faintly but didn't care to answer.
"Rich", I heard more loudly. I turned around and I didn't even notice Dylan standing there waving a hand in my face.
"Ah sorry", I said jolting up.
"Why are getting high so early?", Dylan asked while giggling and leaning on his surfboard.
"Umm maybe I like the feeling of being high and I don't want Maggie to know I smoke", I responded.
"Can I try?", Dylan asked while sitting down by my feet.

I nodded and handed him the blunt. He sucked it in and then blew out some smoke while  coughing.

"Damn that's bitter", Dylan said while handing me back my blunt.
"First time?", I asked while giggling.
He nodded and coughed again.
"Well I got to go back", I said while standing up.
"Wait don't go yet", Dylan said grabbing my arm.
"Why", I said confused.
"Watch the sunrise with me", he said as pointing at the orange and yellow sky.
I sat back down and admired God's beauty.
"Oh wow", I said just staring at the sky.

Dylan looked at the sunrise then at me. His eyes traveled up and down. I was to preoccupied by the sunrise to notice him. Then he looked down and looked like he was in deep thought.

As staring at the sky I noticed him looking down.

"What's wrong-", I asked but suddenly Dylan grabbed my face and pulled me into a passionate kiss.

I pulled away immediately looking at him uncomfortably. I shifted away from him and said, "what the fuck I have a boyfriend".
"I know I'm-I'm really sorry I-", Dylan sputtered out.
"Hey it's ok it's fine just- Ug", I said running my fingers through my hair, "Can we just forget this happened?".
He nodded vigorously and apologized again.
"It's fine- it's just- I have to go", I said standing up and walking away to car, "what the fuck", I said to myself.

I got to my car and just sat in the drivers seat, staring at the wheel. I could really process what just happened. He kissed me, I didn't cheat. I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed.

"Fuck..me", I said while hitting my head on the car wheel.

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