Chapter Twenty One

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                        ~Dylan's Point Of View~

As we entered the cafe I felt nerves for some reason. Was I forgetting something?

As we seated I kept staring at Sammy.

Why did this have to happen to us.

"Hey Sam?"

"Yeah?"

She said looking up from the menu.

"Are you sure you won’t get pregnant?" I whispered.

"Well I get my period in a week so we'll know then D."

I nodded my head hoping for the best.

                        ~Oliver's Point Of View~

As I parked in the parking lot to the cafe I couldn’t help but still worry about Dylan. What if something bad happened to him while he was out yesterday.

I'll murder anyone who has touched him.

Just as I got up I saw Derrick's truck pull into a free spot a couple of cars away from me. I smile as I saw him get out and lock the door.

"Hey you."

"Hey yourself."

I wrapped my arms around Derrick in a tight embrace and kissed him softly on the lips. Derrick pulled away and took my hand as we made it to our favorite restaurant. 

The cafe.

It was to die for. I looked around and I saw what appeared to be Dylan's car.

"Hey Derrick? Is that Dylan’s car?"

I pointed the black car and Derrick frowned his eyebrows together, thinking.

"It looks like it. Maybe he's meeting us here like he said he was going to."

We walked in, and my eye scanned the room for my Dylan. What I saw I never thought I’d see. Dylan and Sammy were in the back, having brunch together, and what appeared to be...holding hands?

What?

"Derrick he's over there. With Sammy." I said softly.

"What's she doing here?"

"I don’t know?"

"Well let’s go see."

 We made our way over towards them. Sammy saw me first and he face drained of color. Is she okay? She pulled her hand away from Dylan real quick making my eyebrows come together as of why she would do that.

 Dylan turned around and his face seemed to pale also.

What the hell is wrong with them?

"Hey guys. Dylan you made it to brunch!" I said happily.

"Um yeah."

 I sat down right next to Dylan and Derrick pulled up a chair to Sam.

 "Dylan are you okay?"

"Oliver he's fine he's just hung over remember. Right Dylan?" Derrick said as he grabbed a menu.

"Um...yeah."

"Hehe I know how that is right Sammy."

I saw Dylan look at her and she looked down. Is she okay.

"Um yeah Olli."

"What do you mean." Dylan said as he turned his head back towards me.

 "Oh you remember that one party...well let’s just say I had tons of shots that night. I woke up and found myself in Sammy's sister room with Sam beside me."

"Wait what." Derrick put his menu don’t to look at me. "You telling me you two had sex?"

 "Ewe god no. Sammy's like my sister, it trust her with everything, Derrick even if I was drunk I would know not to do that. Even if I wasn’t gay. Right Sam?"

"Um yeah."

"You okay? You look...uncomfortable? We didn’t interrupt anything did we!?"

"No." Sammy and Dylan said.

Wow that was weird.

"Ookay. Um lets order. Oliver what do you want I’ll pay for you."

"That’s alright Derrick I got paid today." I said with a smile. 

 "So what brought you two here?" I asked as I stole Derrick’s menu.

"Um." Sammy looked down and away from us.

"Sam were you at the party to?" Derrick asked.

"Yeah, me and her meet up and I crashed at her place." Dylan said as he took a menu from the empty table beside us.

"Did your phone die baby?"

"Um-yeah sorry about that Olli."

"It's ohtay. I miss my Dylan though. You should come over tomorrow so we can spend some time together!" I said with a smile.

"I thought you'd be with Derrick?" Dylan's voice seemed sort of off. Like he was angry or something. Weird.

"Nope. I'm all yours."

"Hum."

Is he okay? What’s wrong with him? During my thoughts I guess I missed the waitress bring our drinks. Opps.

"Hey guys I heard Tiffany and her boyfriend are throwing a party. You all want to go?" Derrick asked as her started to drink his root beer.

"Um...I’m not sure. When is it?" Sammy asked shyly.

What wrong with her. She has never been the shy type...or the quite type for that matter.

"A week from now."

"Sammy are you okay...you seem a little off?"

"What no I’m fine. Hangover I guess."

"Ohtay Sammy. Well I hope you get better. I want my crazy loveable bestie back."

"Mu hum."

"So are we going?" Derrick asked as he started to play with his straw.

"I dunno Derrick."

"I haven’t been to a party since that weird one, I think we should all go and have a good time as friends. What do you guys think?"

"True...I guess I’m in. What about you Dylan?"

"Um...sure I guess."

"Sam? You coming too right?"

"Uh...um...sure."

"Yeah party time."

I started to wiggle my bootay in the seat as happiness exploded. I couldn’t wait. I get to hang out with everyone just like old times...well this time with Derrick liking us. It's going to be so much fun! I get everyone I love having a fun time with each other.

What could go wrong!?

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