I-Dont-Even-Know! 2010/11/27 21:31:14
DylanTugging out a packet of cigarettes you cringed. How come someone smoke? You stared at them in disgust.
'Whose are these?' Your voice wasn't the friendliest, but you seen what them cancer sticks have done to people. Your jaw dropped. A very got guy stood up, looking about as pissed off as your voice. He walked to the dark cupboard, not being even being nice and opening it for you. 'Psh. What a gentleman.' You thought. Walking over with no sign of happiness you joined the guy in the cupboard. He shut the door. You sat down. Silence.
'Lets get this over with, I’m Dylan by the way', he sat beside you, you have never seen him before, he's completely new. Your mouth opened just about to tell him your name when he leaned in and kissed your lips, so tenderly which was surprising from his rough voice. Your hand automatically went to his hair, clenching it in your hands. It was so different, so strange and so nice. Pushing you against the wall his lips ran down your neck to your chest where he left a love bite. Pulling him up for your eyes to meet you stared into them, seeing such passion. The two of you started to kiss again, this time so rough. Hands were everywhere, running down each other's backs, caressing legs and grabbing butts. The two of you started to get a little sweaty and he was tugging off his shirt when a knock was heard.
'Come on outtttt.' A girl's voice chirped.
'Call me _______, ***********' You put the number into your sidekick and left the cupboard to sit with the others. The party was over around 4am, cops busted it. You were drunk and left with Dylan, well he carried you home. You lived nowhere near him but he was kind enough to take you to your house and stay with you to make sure you were ok. The two of you cuddled on your bed, and one thing lead to another.
'______, you are really something special' Dylan moaned as the two of you had finished and the sun was finally rising. But you were asleep to hear it. He left, without saying goodbye, not even a note.
You called him the next day. No answer. And the next. Again no answer. After the fifth day you gave up.
Five years later:
You're working as a bartender when you see Dylan walk in. He didn't notice you but you did straight the way. Sitting down on a barstool, he was all by himself. He had blonde hair now, but he never gave up smoking. Lighting a cigarette you had to go over.
‘I’m sorry Sir, you aren’t allowed to smoke in here’ You said, your voice stern. His eyes went blank.
‘________’ Stuttering your name.
‘Yeah? Hey Dylan. If you need a cigarette I’m on my break in two, I’ll join you’ Oh did I forget to mention? You started to smoke. You got on your break and the two of you went outside for a cigarette. Then the two of you started to chat about the old days and became very good friends.
Ten years later:
You’re stood next to Dylan, watching this lovely looking girl marry him. You yourself are married, with one son. You and Dylan became such good friends that you are even his best man, well woman. Dylan was an amazing person, and you were glad you two were so close and the woman he married was amazing as well.
this is him
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