Small Bump (Dylan O'brien fanfic)

Chapter: 8 part 2

Part 2

*Crystal's POV*

I was the first one to wake up. Dylan, Daniel, Tyler, and Holland are still dead asleep. After they fell asleep, I couldn't manage to carry each one to my car. And after what Tyler revealed... I just couldn't go home. Hopefully, Dylan and Tyler won't remember last night's events. I know Tyler would beat himself up if he knew he told Dylan that Aubrey is carry his unborn child.

"Damn alcohol," I muttered to myself.

"Alcohol is not all that bad," a voice from behind vocalized.

I turned around to see Tyler with a big smile on his face.

I placed my hands on my hips.

"Why are you smiling?"

He prompt himself up on the sofa that I placed him on last night. His hand landed on his head. The headache is kicking in.

"I bet you were entertained last night," Tyler chuckled. "I bet we did the stupidest shit... I bet one of us is going to regret getting drunk."

My eyes lowered to the carpet. Should I tell him what happened last night? Obviously he doesn't remember.

"Crystal... Did anything bad happen last night?" Tyler nervousily asked.

My eyes made their way to Tyler's. My hands began to sweat. I can't be nervous Tyler will know something's up. If I don't tell Tyler he won't worry, but if I do he will.

My thoughts were interrupted by Tyler's voice.

"Crystal?"

"Y-you told Dylan that Aubrey is carrying his unborn child."

As soon as that came out of my mouth Tyler lost it.

"No, I couldn't have." He stood up holding his head. "I wouldn't do that!"

I went to him and wrapped my arms around him. I automatically felt his arms wrap around me. His face layed on my shoulder.

"What if he remembers?" His voice was small, almost silent.

"He's not going to remember."

"What if he does? Aubrey will never forgive m-"

I pulled away from the hug. My hands cupped his worried face.

"If he does remember.. I will take the blame."

His face lightened up.

"You would do that?"

A smiled formed on my face.
And I nodded.

"Of course I would. It was my fault to begin with. I should have stopped you. I'm sorry. If Dylan and Aubrey find out, I'll be the one to take responsibility. I know how much you Aubrey means to you and I wouldn't want to jeopardize your guy's relationship. I know one day you'll want to tell Aubrey your_"

"What the fuck happened last night?"

Tyler and I turned around to see Dylan on the leathered seat.

I felt my heart stop beating and I could feel the tension coming from Tyler's arm around me.

What if Dylan overheard us? What do I say? Should I lie to him or should I tell him the truth?

"Because I don't remember a single thing," Dylan chuckled.

Tyler and I sighed in relief. My heart start beating at it's regular pace and Tyler's arm softened around me. Tyler let go and went to the kitchen to get Advil.