Chapter 22

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Relief courses through me when his lips collide with mine. Oh how I've longed for his lips on mine. He brings his hand up to caress my cheek and my hands make their way around his waist pulling him closer. He pulls away causing a low whimper to leave my mouth but he soon lifts me up with one hand under my knees and the other around my neck bringing me inside. He lays me down on the bed and connects his lips to mine as soon as I hit the comforter. He starts to kiss down my neck and my whole body aches with want for him. A soft moan leaves my lips as he kisses right below my ear knowing that that's my sweet spot.

I faintly hear a door close upstairs not bothering to pay much attention to it. Bringing Dylan's lips back to mine the ache increases. Footsteps on the stairs and Jenny calling my name pulls me out of my trance and I push Dylan off of me straightening my clothes right before she walks in.

"Hey Alexis- Oh Hi Dylan." She looks between the two of us and I nod sheepishly.

"Hi Ms. Neville." Dylan says kindly while running his fingers through his hair. "Are you two back together?" She waves her hand between the two of us. I nod and a huge smile breaks out on her face. "Oh yay! I knew you guys would work it out."

I laugh and stand up giving her a hug before looking back to Dylan to give him a small smile. "Where's Leslie?" I turn back to Jenny giving her a questioning look. "I thought she was with you." I say and Jenny shakes her head no. "She's at my apartment. Or at least was." My head shoots back to Dylan as I look him up and down.

"Remember I told you she came to yell at me about how much of a jerk I am." I smile at the thought but then remember how angry I still am at her.

"It's ok." Dylan says rubbing circles on my back. I love how he always seems to know what I'm thinking with out me having to tell him. "Well I'll leave you two alone." She smiles at the both of us before closing the door. I wait until I hear the door close upstairs before I straddle his legs and bring his lips to mine. "I see you've missed me." I hear him say laughing lightly as he kisses me back. "Shut up." I mumble against his lips.

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"Look at my picture!" Sadie comes running over straight past me to Dylan. I smile at how comfortable they are with him and how good he is with them. "What I don't get to see your picture?" I ask pouting slightly. "Nope she likes me better." Dylan says before picking Sadie up and carrying her around the room. Her laughter can be heard through out the house and I laugh watching them run through the house being scolded by Morgan that they are going to run into somthing. But even Morgan can't hide the smile forming on his lips.

The door slams shut and I look up spotting Leslie walking into the kitchen. Her eyes land on Dylan and she smiles before retreating back downstairs. I'm sort of glad she didn't try to talk to me because  don't want her thinking that just because she did this one nice thing for me means I'm going to forgive her for everything. That saying forgive and forget is a terrible one. No matter how hard you try to forget something you can't, and because of that you can't ever truely forgive someone.

Dylan's hand on my shoulder brings me back from my thoughts and I look up to see him smiling down at me, and Sadie sitting down coloring another picture. "Come on." He takes my hand and leads me outside and sits on the front step pulling me down next to him. The sun is starting to set and the sky has turned into a grogeous orange glow.

Dylan wraps his arm around my waist pulling me closer to him and I rest my head on his shoulder. "Leslie told me about UCLA." I look up at him and find him just staring down at me with a nuetral expression on his face. "Did she?" I look back over at the sunset keeping my eyes from his. "Were you planning to tell me?" I hear the sadness in his voice and when I look up sure enough his expression matches.

"I just didn't want to get anyone's hopes up since I probably won't get in." Dylan takes a strand of hair and puts it behind my hair leaving his hand caressing my cheek, rubbing his thumb down my jaw line. "Of coure you'll get in! They'd be crazy not to accept you."

"You're just saying that because you're my boyfriend." He has a small smile that seems to keep growing on his lips causing me to have one of my own. "What?" I ask laughing lightly.

"Nothing, I just like the sound of "my boyfriend." My smile grows wider and I peck him on the lips quick before I lay my head back on his shoulder and stare at the sunset.

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I wake up in my bed with a heavy arm around my waist. I start to think it's Leslie and get ready to kick her to stop cuddling me but then I realize what happened last night. I smile remembering staying up until the sun went down just talking and laughing with Dylan. We didn't end up coming inside until about midnight and even then we just say in my room and talked for hours more.

I roll over and check the time seeing it's nine o'clock and when I roll back over Dylan's staring right at me. It scares the crap out of me and I scream and end up on the floor. A roar of laughter comes from Dylan and I get up glaring daggers at him. "Not funny." I say climbing back into bed.

"On the contrary, it's very funny." Dylan holds onto his stomach not being able to breath and I get up still glaring and walk out the door. "Oh come on!" I hear being yelled behind me and I quickly run up the stairs. Not fast enough though because by the time I reach the top I feel arms wrap around my waist lifting me off the ground, carrying me laughing into the kitchen. Jenny and everyone are already in the kitchen when we get their and Dylan puts me down keeping his arms around me.

"Oh hey guys." I feel the blush warm my cheeks and Jenny and Leslie smirk at us before continiuing to eat their breakfast. "Oh shut up." I mumble taking a seat next to Leslie who offers me a small smile. I offer one back while Dylan takes a seat next to me. He takes my hand under the table and gives it a light squeeze before letting go. I don't forgive her, not by a long shot but I realized there's no reason we can't be civil with one another. I mean she did help bring Dylan and I back together and I can't completely ignore that.

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