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I knocked on his door and waited eagerly. I knew he wasn't going to answer, who would at 1am?
I rang the doorbell a couple times, and wiped a tear that managed to escape my eye.
"Who's there?" His tired voice asked.
"It's Y/N..." I make a small chuckle and sniffled.
The door swung open and he had his eyes squinted meaning he was trying to keep them open.
"Y/N what's wrong?" He asked concerned blinking a few times quickly.
"I kinda fell into something and couldn't really sleep after it." I said sheepishly as I looked at the ground.
"So you came here?" Dylan said ruffling his hair.
"I have no one else to go to." I say giving a lopsided smile.
"Here come inside." He said giving me an assuring smile.
...
"So basically my best friend or... ex best friend hooked up with the guy I told you about... the guy I liked." I say. "I went to surprise visit her and kinda walking into a make out..." I finish as I looked to the floor.
Dylan moved up to sit next to me. He placed his hand on my shoulder and pulled me closer to him making me feel better.
"Hey, he's a dick anyway. I never liked the guy." He said. "You deserve someone who cares about you, a lot. You deserve the best." He says with a small smile. I immediately hugged him.
Dylan and I were basically super close friends, nothing's weird or awkward. We've known each other forever.
I sniffle and I felt Dylan's grip grow tighter. "Please don't cry Y/N, please." He says. "You know that when you're sad I'm sad." He finished.
"I don't even know why I'm sad. I thought I could trust her." I say into his shoulder.
"Hey shh.." He says as he rubs my back then began tracing little patterns to relax me.
"If those shit heads make you cry, they make me cry too, and you know what I do when I cry? I take it out on things so I can try to deal with it." He says.
"You cry?" You laugh.
"Boys have feelings too Y/N/N." He says and you both laugh.
