"Dylan come back!" I yelled. She ignored me. "Dylan!! Fuck." I whispered the last part. "She's gone." I said quietly to myself. "All because of me."
"Michael? Where is Dylan?" Ashton asked. "She went home." I said. Nash went out of the door. "Fuck you Nash." I said from anger. He stopped. "Fuck me? Fuck me?! Your the fucking one who told Dylan she didn't mean anything to anyone!"
I stared at him. "I didn't know what I was saying! Ok?! Just mind your own fucking business!" I yelled. "I can't when she is my girlfriend." He said. I stopped. "G-girlfriend?" I stuttered. "Yeah. You have a problem with that?"
I swallowed hard. He went to Dylan's house.
I got in and started crying. I saw heat lighting outside. Then a few seconds later, rain started pouring. God was mad at Michael too. I didn't want anything to do with him right now. Or at all.
I heard a knock at the door. I hope it's Michael getting soaked. Cause I'm not answering it. "Dylan! Open up! It's Nash!" I got up and opened it.
I sat on the couch. He sat beside me. I started crying faster and sobbing. He held me closer. "I told Michael we were 'dating'." He said. I laughed at the dating part. How he said it sarcastically. "Where has Shawn been lately?" I asked.
"At his house."