"Ok. So every Friday night for three months Britt would go alone to a small bar down the street. Sometimes I would insist that I go with her but she would refuse. We had been together for four years so I didn't think anything of it. I was so stupid. She was basically screaming 'Hey Dylan I'm cheating on you!' For three freaking months. Every Friday and all the other free time that she got she would go see him."
"So, why do people think that you cheated on her?"
"Because.....I loved her..."
"What?"
"Paparazzi finally caught up to her and took pictures of her and the guy that obviously wasn't me. Fans were freaking out, our managers were pissed. It was a giant mess. But, I loved Britt. A Lot. And even though she cheated on me I didn't want her carrier to end. I didn't seek revenge or anything. I just wanted her to be okay. So I asked my manager to just explain to the public that we had broken up months ago and Britt had the right to kiss the douche. But we couldn't do that."
"Why not?"
"Because we had been kissing, hugging and going on dates the past week. Basically the whole world knew we were still together."
Then how?-"
"After days of convincing liz, I finally was able to spread the rumour that I cheated on Britt first, and she was doing that to get back at me for revenge. So that's what we stuck with." He paused before continuing. "I'm surprised the public believed it. Its a bit stupid if you ask me. But they will believe anything I guess. The only thing that matters is that her carrier was saved."
"Dylan. That's awful, yet sweet at the same time."
He chuckled and shook his head. "It's over and, it's all okay."
I smiled and nodded. "Listen I'm always here if you ever-"
"Skylar. Don't say that I'm okay!" He giggled, tossing some popcorn at me. It landed in my lap as I plopped it in my mouth. "Mmm" chuckled. He chuckled back at me, leaning back into his chair.
"I feel like we're going to be great friends."
"Why do you say that?"
"They always say a deep story starts a friendship."
He chuckled, "Well there you go."
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(The trip)
"I swear to God if you change the station one more time-"
uptown funk you u- making my way down town, walking fast-
"DYLAN!"
"NO THIS IS MY JAM SKYLAR."
I crossed my arms and stuck my tongue out at him.
"I dislike you."
He ignored me and continued to sing "MAKING MY WAY DOWN TOWN!"
I sighed and shook my head. "You're such a girl."
"I'm a man."
"Oh yeah, prove it o'brien."
He flexed his muscles and smirked at me. I just groaned and continued to stare out the window. We were currently riding in a big van. Yeah, a van. It could hold about eight people. The story was, Dylan did something to upset Liz and his punishment was that his Porsche was taken away. And now we have to spend like five hours alone together in a big black van. I swear we look like murderers.
"Dylan." I turned my head back to him.
"Skylar."
"I'm hungry."
He sighed in relief and nodded his head, "So am I, I was wondering when you would say that."
"Can we go to chik-fil-a? I love their lemonade."
He nodded his head, searching for an exit that consisted of the restaurant we wanted. After finally finding it and ordering our food, we were in the road again.
"How many hours left?" I asked, stuffing French fries into my mouth.
"About three."
"Kill me."
"I'd be happy to, but I kind of have a reputation to keep and I can't have any criminal records."
I groaned and put the bag of food away, "shut up."
"Gladly." he chuckled, swerving the car into an exit titled 'exit 26'
••••
"Dylan we've been driving for a good three hours. Where are we?" I frowned, glancing around the scenery. There was nothing. Just sand and rocks. Something you would see out of a movie, the typical lost scenario. No cars no buildings just land.
"Ugh, Skylar...What exit did we take?"
"Um, 26 why?"
He glanced at me and his eyes widened. "I think I took the wrong exit."
"You what."
"I think I took the wrong exit." he said, pulling over to the side of the road.
"Dylan!" I yelled, tossing my arms up in the air. "We are three hours away from our destination!"
"Okay, okay. Will you please just calm down!"
"No! We will have to drive like six more hours just to get to the meeting! The really important one that we weren't suppose to be late to! We're going to be like seven hours late!"
"Only six actually." He sighed, fumbling with his fingers.
"Just turn around and start driving back."
"Okay, okay." He threw his hands in the air in surrender, quickly fumbling with the key and inserting it in the lock.
The engine roared and roared until it gave us a pitiful gasp and gave up. The car was freaking dead. Dylan looked at me and rose his eyebrows.
"Well that doesn't sound good."
"No sh-"
"Hush. Just let me try again." He continued to mess around with the key until he gave up. "It's freaking useless." he mumbled, opening the car door. "This is why you don't Take away Dylan's Porsche."
"What the heck do you think your doing?" I asked, hoping out with him. He opened the hood and loads of smoke arose out of the car. We both stepped back and coughed.
"I really wish I knew how to fix cars because maybe I could solve this."
I sighed and pulled my phone out, dialling Liz's number.
"What are you doing?"
"Saving your butt, that's what I'm doing." I groaned, listening to Liz's frantic voice on the phone.
"WHERE ARE YOU TWO?!" She screamed.
"Dylan took a wrong exit and are car died. We are in the middle of no where."
"I didn't mean to!" Dylan stated in the background as Liz sighed.
"You're kidding."
I chuckled, "I honestly wish I was."
"Any cars? Could you...." she hesitated "Hitchhike?"
"Nothing. Just land."
"Skylar it's seven o'clock. We wouldn't reach you until about midnight."
I groaned. "Well should I call a car place or whatever? They can help us."
"Yeah, yeah. We can handle that. But they might come even later than us."
"Why!" I pouted, watching Dylan from the corner of my eye try and mess with the engine.
"The nearest towing company is in L.A. Just sit tight and wait till we get there."
I furrowed my eyebrows, "How will you find us?"
She giggled from the other line. "Phone trackers are useful when Dylan is the case."
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