I wanted so badly to forget what happened. I wanted him to never speak to me again. He knew that I was dating Dylan. He knew it was wrong. But what did he do? He made out with me and flirted with me. Boys annoy me so much.
I walk down the stairs with my eyes building up tears. The truth or dare game has ended and I really hope no one sees me leaving. As I head for the door I feel a tug on my shoulder. I turn around whipping my eyes to see Cameron with a frown and his eyes wide. "What do you want Cameron?" I spat. He responds,"I'm sorry okay? I forgot you were dating Dylan. But what do you expect me to do?" I huff and pretend to laugh, which seems to be annoying him,"You forgot I was dating Dylan? That must be the worst excuse I have ever heard."
I have never been so rude to someone before but this is where I draw the line.
"Okay maybe I lied but Savannah, I was drunk. And maybe a little horny but besides that, I'm sorry. how can I make it up to you?" My grip on the door handle tightens as my anger rises. "I want you to never speak about this to anyone. And you know what? How about never speaking to me either." Before he could say anything I shut the door in his face and walked outside. The moon was just where it needed to be. Right there with the stars.
I decided to walk home instead of waiting for a ride. Any more time near the house could end up in a disaster of a night. Not like it isn't already. The tall trees swayed with the warm midnight breeze, blowing my hair out of my face. Why did this happen? I cheated on Dylan with Cameron of all people.
"Savannah! Hey!" A voice interrupts my thoughts. I turn around to see Dylan, shirtless with sweatpants hanging low on his waist. What is he doing here?
"Dylan?" I ask
I squint my eyes to see him clearer as he nears me.
"What are you doing out here this late?" He asks crossing his arms over his bare chest.
"I, I um I was just talking a walk." I say. I'm not lying, I am walking.
"Here come inside its too late to be out here alone." He motioned me inside his house. I took the offer and walked behind him.
"What are you doing out so late anyways?" He says, breaking the silence between us. God the more lies I say to him the more guilty I'll feel.
"Well you see, I, um, was going to grab pills, for my mom." I say, my mouth dry from nerves.
"At 3:45 in the morning? I thought you were out for a walk?" He asks full if doubt. I'm sure he knows I'm lying but I end up going with the lie again.
"Well I have to walk to the store right?" I say with an unintentional voice crack at the end of my sentence. He just nods, unfolding his arms.
"Well you might as well come inside and stay the night; it's freezing." He grabs my hand and leads me into his house. Not quite as big as my house but it's still pretty big compared to normal houses. We walk up the stairs and the walls are filled with baby pictures and sports pictures.
"What sport do you play?" I ask. "Football." He says in a whisper. Once we enter his room he offers me a shirt and I pull my shirt off and replace it with the Coldplay shirt he had given me. Coldplay. God now I hate that band ever since I danced with that asshole. I decide to keep my jeans on.
"Come here" Dylan says in a raspy voice, obviously tired. I climb into bed as he pulls me in by the waist to get closer. I lay down on his blue pillow and arm while his other arm wrapped around my waist. He brought his face to my ear and whispered, " I know you were at that party."
HOLY POOP NUGGETS HE KNEW SHE WAS AT THE PARTY. GUYS THEY ALSO CUDDLED ITS S'CUTE. Btw I love you guys so much cause I have 450 reads and even though that's not a lot, it's enough to make me a very happy girl. Love y'all (: . Btw sorry bc it's a real short update.
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