"So what happened to you after the party?" Gwen asked.
We were currently sitting at Joe's Diner waiting for my dad to arrive.
I just gave her a tight smile and continued to mix the sugar in my cup of coffee. I don't feel like explaining to Gwen that I spent the night at Seth house then we got into a agreement and I ended up walking home because of my stubbornness.
"I went home." I lied. Well not a complete lie, I just didn't explain how I got home and when.
"Well you should have stayed, that party was crazy. I mean, I even made out with Nate." She jumped around in joy.
I'm guessing she doesn't know he's gay, or maybe he isn't. Either way someone is not something and now Gwen is caught up in the middle of it.
And she is going to be heart broken when she finds out that he is gay. I don't necessarily like the girl, I only just met her, but that doesn't mean I want to see her heart broken.
"Have you seen Keegan?" I asked her. If there is one person who can explain all of this then it's probably Keegan.
"Last time I saw him he was on the lacrosse field. He said he has practice."
I sighed in defeat and looked back at my cup. I need to speak to him, I don't exactly know what I'm going to say but I need him to explain what was going on yesterday.
But I can't ignore that little voice in my head telling me to not bring it up. I mean after all it's not like I know that guy that well to just demand answers.
"Earth to Dylan." Gwen snapped her fingers in front of my face. I looked at her confused, I was so caught up in my own thoughts that I didn't even hear her say anything.
"What?"
"I said, why are you looking for Keegan?" She smirked well wiggling her eyebrows.
"It's not like that." I said.
"Hey I won't judge you and besides Keegan has been single for far to long."
I just laughed but said nothing. It's not my place to say anything about Keegan so best to just keep quiet.
My dad walked in and I a sighed in relief. This conversation was going in the direction I didn't want it to go.
"Afternoon ladies." My dad greeted us with a warm smile.
"Hey Mr P." Gwen greeted him with the same warm smile.
"Hey dad."
He kissed my hair and picked up a menu which I still don't understand why he does that, since he orders the same thing over and over again.
A waiter came to our table and took our orders and menus.
"So, How was the party last night." My dad asked innocently.
Gwen almost chocked on her drink and looked at me in shock. I may have forgotten to tell her that I tell my dad everything.
"It was okay, nothing much happened." I smiled and Gwen nodded her head in agreement.
"So Gwen, how is your father, is he still trying to sell that old house on honey hill?"
I zoned my dad and Gwen's conversation out and looked out the window. Today was actually a really good day, the sun was shining and the weather was nice and warm. Compared to our crappy weather that we always get.
I looked at the bookshop across the road finding it rather interesting. I looked at my watch, it was only ten o'clock and to be quite honest I wasn't that hungry.
"Would I be rude if I went to that bookstore across the street?" I asked.
Both my dad and Gwen shook his head no. I got up, taking my bag and left the restaurant.
I walked into the store and welcomed the smell of coffee and fresh pastries. People sat at round tables eating pancakes and reading books.
I smiled at the old woman behind the counter and made my way to the shelves, slowly running my fingers over the different novels.
I stopped and pulled out Romeo And Juliet, reading the summary at the back. In all honesty I've never bothered to read this book.
"Of course you would go for the greatest romantic book in all of history."
A deep voice appeared behind me and I closed my eyes groaning in frustration. I swear to god these guy is everywhere.
I turned around and looked at Seth, who was leaning against the book shelf with his arms folded.
"What are you doing here, Seth?"
"Easy Sherlock, I come in peace." He smirked and held up his hands in a fake surrender.
I huffed and shoved the book back in its place and walked off. I walked in a new role of books and looked at the different novels, trying to find something worth reading.
"Look Sherlock, I think we started off on a bad note." Seth appeared next to me, leaning against the shelf.
He was so close that I could smell his cologne which was like a fresh rainforest. I cleared my throat and tried to focus on the books and not his intoxicating smell, his deep voice, his sexy brown eyes...Okay Dylan come back down to earth.
"You think we started off on a bad note?" I finally said.
"Yes I do for a matter of fact and I would like to make it up to you, by us being friends" He said.
"Sure why not Seth, let's totally be bestie." I said sarcastically and walked off but that didn't stop him from following me.
"Oh my god Seth, what to you want!" I snapped but that only widened the asshole's smirk. The old lady, who was looking rather annoyed, hushed us.
"I just told you what I want Sherlock," he whispered, "I want us to be friends."
"Seth, I hate to break it to you but I don't think we can be friends." I whispered back.
"You know what," he roughly pushed me up against the shelf and stepped into my body, pining me against his body and the shelf, "I think you need to revaluate what we can and cannot be."
I looked in his eyes panting, completely wordless. This is the first time any guy has been this close to me and I don't know how to react.
He twirled a strand of my hair in his fingers and sighed.
"See you in English." He whispered and walked away, without even a second glance. I stood frozen in my spot still panting.
What in the world just happened. I looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to me and thank god no one was.
I pulled myself together and left the store. I ran back to the restaurant and sat down back in my seat and said nothing.
Thank god dad and Gwen where to busy talking and laughing to actually notice my current state because I for one don't even know how to explain what is going on with me.
YOU ARE READING
My Addiction
Romance"What do you want?" He whispered in my ear. The smell of whiskey lingered in his breath and my heart skipped a bit. His lips where so close to my mine. "I want you to leave." I tried my best to sound confident but even in my own ears I could hear t...