Hello babes, welcome to this new one-shots book about one of my biggest weaknesses, DOB. I hope you are going to like it and to support it as much as I loved writing it 💕
It may contain mentions of violence and smut so if you are not cool with it...
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Do you ever make a mistake and regret it right after? Like the feeling you get that something's wrong but you don't care and go for it? That'exactly whatY/n thought when she cheated on her boy-friend Thomas for a guy that didn't care about her at all, if not just as friends, something she didn't need from him right then. The thing that probably hurt the most was the fact that Thomas and the boy she cheated on with—Dylan—knew eachother. They were friends and she felt even guiltier about that. She knew it was wrong but she just couldn't help what she felt for Dylan—the things she felt when he touched her, the way her heart beat when he got dangerously close to her.
Y/n and Thomas were about to go at her favorite diner when her boyfriend's phone rang and he answered.
"Hey mate" "Absolutely no problem, she won't make a big deal about it. She haven't seen you in a while." "See you there,then. Bye Dylan"
Her heart started to beat as drums when she heard his name pronounced by the sweet lips of his boyfriend and, as if possible,she started to feel even more guilty. Even more, when Thomas wrapped his hands on her waist watching her through the mirror she was looking herself into to get ready. He took of some locks of her hair from her shoulder to leave a sweet kiss on it, something that would have turned on y/n but that didn't and certainly Thomas didn't notice. But little did he know that his precious girlfriend cheated on him with one of his closest friends? Did he know she screamed Dylan name when they were together?
"Dylan is going to join us later with Britt." Thomas smiled into the mirror. "Are they back together?" Y|n asked with a weird tone. You could tell she was hiding her hurting, she wanted to scream how she really was feeling but she just couldn't. "You know Dylan, he can be really persuasive." Thomas nodded and smiled while he passed an hand through his dirty blonde hair, the same hair y/n used to touch and pull softly. Y/n simply nodded and fake-smiled. Yes he can be really persuasive, she thought.
When they arrived they all greeted, Britt hugged both y/n and Thomas and Dylan held Thomas hand like two old friends would do and Dylan and y/n simply smiled at each-other glancing around. Thomas, a good friend of Britt, talked with her for a while smoking a cigarette before getting in while Dylan kept his hand on her back the whole time. Y/n didn't know how much she needed him to touch her till then but she refused to look any further.
"I guess we'll have four hamburger menu, the house special of course." Thomas smiled widely ordinating the food to the old lady who came greeting us. "Of course. Do you want chips on all of them?" "Yes,sure." Thomas smiled squeezing his girlfriends hand. He never knew how much she hated chips. It was stupid but she knew how much he liked them and when he asked her on their first date she could not tell her how much she actually hated them. Y/n smiled anyways. "Actually I think we want chips only on three of them." Dylan smirked without looking at y/n even though she knew what was about to happen. "Dyl you love chips. Have you started a diet or something?" Britt smiled to him touching his stomach softly. Y/n felt jealousy getting on her system. "No baby girl." Dylan leaned down to peck her lips. "Y/n here doesn't like chips." That's when y/n blushed hard hiding her face into her hands. Thomas frowned. He thought she loved chips just as he did but the weirdest thing was how Dylan knew and he didn't. He felt confused and acted weird with y/n almost all the evening.
"I have to go to the bathroom. You may excuse me." Y/n stood up and, impulsively so did Dylan. Thomas and Britt were now exchanging frowns.
Dylan immediately sat down. And y/n finally reached the bathroom.
"Are you ok?" Britt asked Dylan concerned. He nodded. "Just a stomache, nothing to worry about. I am going to the bathroom then we are leaving." He pecked her lips softly.
When Dylan reached the bathroom he found y/n washing her face, without caring about her light make up, the one he loved that much. She was keeping her eyes closed steading her breathe and muttering "Calm down, just calm down."
"Is something making you nervous?" Dylan asked with a smirk on his face. His untamed gelled hair and the moles on his face were driving y/n crazy just by looking at them. She remembered how she used to map all the moles on his body not even 48 hours before, or how good her name was coming out of his lips.
She startled when she heard him. "What are you doing here?" "Just checking on you." He got closer to her grabbing her waist to let her face him. "I am perfectly fine. Britt is waiting and-" "Thomas too." He smirked at her. She knew what he was doing. She refused to tell Thomas about this thing they had and so he decided to repay her with her medicine. He wanted her to feel what he felt each time his best friend touched or kissed the girl he wanted to.
She leaned in subconsciously, her lips were barely on his he leaned in down to kiss her when her lips moved back. She was teasing him. They kept to look at each other, the loo filled with lust within seconds. Dylan leaned in and smashed his lips to hers. She had her back leaned against the wall and as he kissed her jaw and neck she whined. "I could not wait a moment longer." Dylan voice was husky and filled with passion. She looked at him and cupped his cheek with her hand, he leaned on it moving his head trying to caress himself with her own hand. She got closer to his ear. "I bet you'll have to wait a little longer." "Just stay, they can wait." His voice makes her feel a knot into her stomach but she has to resist. "Oh and what are we supposed to tell them, huh? 'Sorry we are late, We were making out in the bathroom.'Dylan, please." She adjusted her lipstick and looked at him before rejoining her boyfriend and the girlfriend of the boy she kissed into the bathroom two minutes earlier. As she got back to the table she saw Thomas and Britt's faces twisted with confusion but she managed to smile and to lie, something she did a lot lately actually.
As she got out Dylan looked at the door moving back and forth and found himself thinking about the fact she would have never loved someone as he loved her, because yes, he loved her. But he would have never told her because of his pride.
