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"Mya, you have to tell me what happened between you and your dad? You can't ignore this forever."
But honestly, I could. I just remained silent. Sometimes it's hard telling your best friend things that are really hard to say, and this was one of those times.

"Mya? C'mon already. Tell me, I wanna help you."

"Dylan, I already told you what happened, I just can't go back there. It's just not safe there anymore, but it never was anyways." I said wiping away my tears. Crying seemed to be something that I'm getting used to. Ever since Jesse and I broke up, a lot of crying has been happening.

We finally reached Dylan's house and he helped me unload the rest of my stuff. While putting the boxes in his room, I got distracted by this light-pink adorable dresser sitting in his room.

"Aw, Dylan, where'd you get this adorable dresser?"

"My mom bought it for you; actually, it was my idea. I thought you needed somewhere to store some of your stuff. I'm sorry it's not big enough to store all of your things, but it was the best one we could get."

"Omg Dylan, thank you. You're the best!" I said giving him the biggest hug ever.

"I have to go thank your mom." Before running downstairs, Dylan stopped me.

"Wait, Mya. I have one last thing." He went in his pocket, and took out a small royal blue box.
'Please don't be a ring. Please don't be a ring.' I kept thinking to myself. But it wasn't s ring. It was a necklace; a beautiful necklace, with a butterfly on it. It was too precious.

The design of the butterfly looked awfully similar to the butterfly I tried to catch the day Dylan and I first met.
But has Dylan always been this sweet? Always so concerned and thoughtful? Because I never realized it. Maybe it was because I was spending so much time with Jesse, it took time away from hanging out with Dylan and seeing the real him.

"Dylan, I cannot believe you bought me this. How much did it cost?"

"It was $97.97."

"What?! That's almost a hundred dollars; I can't take a gift that expensive. I'm too sorry."

"No, take it Mya. It'd really mean a lot to me if you did." he said adjusting it on my neck.

"See, it looks so beautiful on you." And I had to admit that it did. It was too precious to take it off.

"Okay Dylan, for you, I'll accept it. Thank you so much for all you've done for me. Everything; inviting me to stay in your home, helping me pack and unpack my stuff, buying this dresser and this gorgeous necklace. I honestly can't thank you enough. You've always been such a great friend."

Dylan had tell biggest smile from ear to ear and that's when we hugged.

I didn't want to admit this, but sometimes Dylan's hugs were way better than Jesse's. They were just so warm and cuddly, I just wanted to sleep in Dylan's arms— but not in the way you'd think! Dylan and I will be forever friends and I'm still not ready to move on.

Jesse was the guy every girl wanted. He had an amazing sense of humor, a great body, tattoos, and he was beyond gorgeous. He was the total package. Also, he was captain of the football team, so that made it even better. But then, Dylan had everything you wanted in a best friend as well. He was funny, supportive, honest, reliable, sweet, and so sincere—

But it didn't matter to me, because I couldn't date him even if I wanted too. That'd ruin our friendship.

"Hey Dylan, do you wanna do something tomorrow? I was gonna go to church, but I don't plan on bumping into my dad anytime soon. We're not really on speaking terms. Maybe we can do something fun?"

"Yeah, sure. That'd be cool. I'd love to hang out with you Mya, it'd be the first time in forever."

"Cool. Then I guess as we'd say when were little, I can't wait for our 'play-date'." I said jokingly.

"Me too, now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be on my way."

"On your way? Where? We just got back."

"I know, but I have errands I need to go finish."

"Okay, I'll be unpacking these boxes." Dylan left the room and I continued to unpack. But I wonder what errands Dylan had to go and do.

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~Author's Note

What did Dylan had to go do?

~If you could meet anyone, dead or alive, who would it be?

For me, it'd have to be, The Beatles, China Anne McClain, Teala Dunn, Michael Jackson, Kylie Jenner, Justin Bieber, and Kalin and Myles, and Cory Monteith. R.I.P

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