Part 2
So you get to Dylan's house and He says," I'll be right back I need to change into comfy clothes". You say, " ok don't be long". So as you waited for him you sat on the couch and you notice photo album it said Dylan & Y/N you decide to open it and look. As you open it you see all these pictures of you and Dylan and underneath each one is a little note. There was one little note that caught your eye it said," The time I met the prettiest girl ever", the picture that went with it was a picture of you sitting down at the table you sit at lunch. You smiled and as you turn the page Dylan walks in and jumps over the couch to land in your lap and he looks at what your looking at and he says," oh that was suppose to be our birthday present". He blushes. You say, " ohh I did't know babe". He looks at your face and says, "oh well, happy early birthday Y/N. You look back at him and smile and he holds your face in his hands and looks at you and says," I love you so much Y/N, I would do anything for you". You say," anything huh well you can one thing for me". He looks at you and says," anything for you". You look at him and say," you could shut up and kiss me". He look into your eyes, grabs your waist and kisses you passionately and you grab his hair and he lays on top of you. He pulls away and lays his head on you and says," all I want you to do is stay with me forever". You lay on top of him and lay your head on his warm chest and say," I will always love you Dylan and I will stay with you forever". You feel him kiss your head and he wraps his arms around you and plays with your hair and says,"good".
I walked on the nearly empty bus in New York City, which was very rare. It was the middle of the night and this was the last train going around the tracks. It was only me in the car for a few stops. I was hiding my face with a hoodie. I had my headphones in when he walked in. I looked up and our eyes met. He looked familiar and I quickly looked away.
He's probably a fan and followed me. I probably met him at a meet and greet, at least that's what I thought.
I felt a presence next to me and looked up to see the green/blue eyes that were so familiar. I took one of my earbuds out.
"Hi?" I asked.
"Hey. If you don't mind me asking, but where are you from?" He asked.
"Let me know your name first." I said still cautious. I paused my music and wrapped the earbuds around my phone and put it in my pocket.
"Denzel Weller." He said holding out his hand.
"Rose Pitcher." I told him taking his hand. He looked so familiar. His name tried to break through a wall in my memories. I looked around us to see that there was one person left on the train besides us. I took my hood off revealing my turquoise hair. I just got it done and that's what I'm going to my hotel from.
"So, where are you from?" He asked me.
"We say where we're from at the same time." I told him. He nodded.
"1.....2.......3!" I said.
"LA." We said at the same time. I looked at him surprised. I took a closer look at him. He looked like he was around the same age as me, 21-22. I studied his features. He had smaller than average ears, an average sized nose, a strong jaw line, short medium brown hair, and then his eyes. I stared into his eyes and saw that they held familiarity.