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Chapter 27

We continued walking, and I tried to stop at as many stores as possible.

I walked into a makeup store and Dylan decided to stay behind. Blake followed me though, and I looked at all the makeup.

He even let me test a couple of eye shadow colors on him.

We were laughing hysterically, because he had licked the eye shadow off of his hand.

You may not think that's funny, but It was in the moment.

The moment makes anything and everything funny.

A worker came up to us and told us to quiet down, so I glared at him, widening my eyes. He stopped laughing, and the worker left us.

I looked at him again and he looked back at me. 

Then we burst out laughing again. I heard the worker's footsteps.

So I grabbed Blake's wrist and I dragged him out of the store, starting a sprint.

Dylan noticed this and ran behind us, trying to ask us what happened. We laughed at his confused face, while running with us to catch up.

We finally stopped running, panting for air.

"The fuck did you guys do?" Dylan smiled.

"We almost got kicked out." I smiled back.

"Well not really. Snow here just wanted to be dramatic for a main character momen-"

"Oh shut up!" I said, punching him in the arm. He rubbed his arm and rolled his eyes.

"Where to next?" I asked, looking around. It didn't look like there was anything else to do.

Besides the fact that Blake hadn't bought me anything yet, I didn't see a reason of staying.

He doesn't need to buy me anything. I ended up having fun anyways.

"Should we head back?" I asked, both of the boys nodding before Blake clears his throat.

"I'll be right back. I have to go to the bathroom." He said. I nodded and he walked away.

I scanned around me for bathrooms but didn't see any. I sighed, knowing it was going to be a while.

"So Taylor." Dylan smirked, touching my shoulder.

"Touch me again and you'll regret it." I snapped, slapping his hand away. He furrowed his eyebrows and looked down.

"Sorry. I just think you're really pretty." He chuckled.

I gave him a small smile and said it was okay, even though in my head I knew what he was doing wasn't okay.

That's my problem. I can rarely tell people no, mostly if they're my friend. I have a feeling that I can't really stand up for myself because of Blake.

Not at all that it's his fault though. I just feel like since he's told me how close they used to be, I can't help but think I'm gonna hurt him if I hurt Dylan.

We walked over to a bench and sat down. He sat close to me, but not super close.

"So. Favorite color?" He asked. I briefly answered. "White." 

"How about you?"

"Dark blue." He replied, looking down to my thighs.

I covered my legs with my sleeves, showing him I was uncomfortable.

He widened his eyes and looked away, biting his lip.

*Trigger warning: Sexual assault.*

I then stood up and walked away. "I'm going to find Blake. He's taking a long time-"