Just Because I Met You

Chapter 7

You know that kind of news you hear from someone that makes you laugh, makes you smile, makes you angry, and makes you disappointed, hurt, and dreadful? Yeah, I didn't know how to feel.

Dylan stared at me, trying to observe my mood. He obviously couldn't tell what I was feeling, because I looked like a deer in headlights. He opened his mouth, but I held my hand up.

"I'm afraid of rejection, like who isn't?" I repeated Dylan. Dylan sighed and looked down.

"I know, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken it that far with you. I wouldn't have ever did it if I knew.." He said. I tilted my head at him on the verge of tears.

"Wait, tell me why you think I'm so upset right now." I said. He stood quiet, thinking and contemplating to himself.

"Because I rejected you, when no one likes being rejected, right?" He asked. See, Dylan wasn't the brightest color in the crayon box, but I at least thought he'd be bright enough to figure out I liked him.

".. Yeah, yeah Dylan. That's what I'm upset about." I lied, hopeful he'd buy it. He put his hand on my shoulder, "Look, it wasn't intentional. I would never try and hurt you intentionally. You know that. So I'm sorry." He stepped closer to me and wrapped his arms around me. I stood straight like a pencil, wishing I didn't have to hug him back. Which I did since his cologne was so inviting.

He clasped onto my hands, "I knew you'd understand. Thank you so much." He cooed. I forced a smile and he leaned in planting a kiss on my cheek.

He raised his eyebrows, "Deja Vu." I faked a laugh and pushed him.

"Gooo!" I smiled. He laughed too, and began towards the sliding door. "You coming?" He asked.

I held my hand up in dismissal, "No, no. Go ahead. I'm really enjoying it out here, so I'll chill out here for a moment. Also to save myself from murdering your friend." I half way lied. It was true about me murdering Jared, but not staying out here because of the weather. I was disliking the weather right now. I like it hot! Not cool. What I really wanted to be left alone outside was because I was about to cry. I mean, what else should you do after getting your heart ripped out your chest due to the fact that the person you like is talking to someone other than you and that the person you like so much friend zoned the hell out of you. Once I got that chance, the tears fell. They fell rapidly. I tilted my head down onto the ledge, letting all the curse words flow through my mind. I was so angry too! Funny part is, I didn't know why. Guess it comes with having a few bottled up problems inside you.

I really didn't know how to stop the tears. I wanted to stop crying and sniffling because my head and eyes were starting to hurt, but the tears just would not stop. I don't know why I was so hurt about this when I should have seen it coming, but apart of me didn't see it coming and wanted things to go as my dreams planned. Not all dreams come true.

The sliding door behind me came to an abrupt opening, about to face Jaycee with red puffy eyes and damp face , I turned around, "Arian- woah!" Seeing the complete opposite. I turned around swiftly wiping my tears with the sleeve of my shirt. I heard the sliding door close slowly and quietly. Maybe Jared realized that it wasn't the right time to fuck with my mood so he just left.

To my surprise, I felt his presence near mine. "Either you got really bad allergies or Dylan threw a huge rock at your face." I scoffed and eyed him.