(intro)
You punched Dylan in the shoulder softly as he told you a stupid joke that was funny enough to make you laugh. But as you were trying to drag back your hand, his hand grasped your wrist and pulled you towards him. You stopped yourself from running into him by pressing your hands onto his chest. His arms wrapped around you and he kissed the top of your head. "We will always be friends, right (y/n)?" He sounded scared as he asked you that question.
"Unless you find a better friend than me, sure." You said with a smirk and he laughed.
"I don't think that'll ever happen, you're my 3am friend." You furrowed your eyebrows and wrapped your arms around his neck.
"3am friend? We're on that level now?" You asked in a playful tone of voice and Dylan chuckled, you swore you could see his cheeks turn a little pink.
"Yeah, I guess we are. Seriously, anytime, call me when you have a problem and I'll be there for you." He said and you pressed your lips together. If you didn't care about your friendship so much you would've totally kissed him in that moment.
"I can't believe I'm still doing this
I told myself a month ago that I'd be through with this I'm looking at my phone
And wondering if you're home
I'm kinda tipsy, I ain't tryna sleep alone
Somebody told me that some other girl was hugging
You, Baby you know I'm the one that should be loving you
You know we had a thing
Baby, it's such a shame
I still get crazy every time I hear your name
And I know it's complicated
But you know I'm impatient"
One Month Later...
You crossed your arms over your chest as you and your friend walked down the dark street alone. The party was horrible, you knew the cops would bust it five minutes after it started. But the only reason you went was for the thrill, the risk of getting caught, the excitement.
The way it feels when your heart is racing - you love it. When you know there's so much that can go bad if you get caught, but you do it anyway. Some people would call you a rebel, some would call you a freak, you called yourself an original.
You didn't really have any label. "Will you call your friend - what's his name - or whatever?" Dylan, his name was Dylan.
You looked over at you friend and nodded. Surely he would come and pick you up, you guys were 3am buddies, whatever that meant. "Yeah, yeah. Hold on Cait."
You looked into your contacts and pressed his name. You clicked the call button and listened to the three rings until he picked up. "Hello?" His voice was groggy and low from probably waking up so early.
"3AM, yep I'm texting you once again
Even though I'm hanging with my friends
And I can't help it, I can't help myself, no
3AM, I might be looking for a late night friend and baby
I can't get you out my head
I can't help it, I can't help myself, no"
"Hey, Dylan, it's me (y/n). Is there any possible way you could come and pick me and my friend Cait up?" You asked hesitantly and you heard a loud sigh on the other end. Then you noticed a black vehicle pull up and open the doors.
"Hey, you girls want a ride?" The teenage driver asked, it was no one you knew but Caitlyn seemed satisfied that there was a way of transportation to get home.
"Yeah sure, come on (y/n)!" Your friend said before jumping in. You pressed your lips together, you really did want to go home and get out of the tiny black dress you were in.
"(Y/n) who are you talking to?" You heard Dylan ask on the other end.
"This guy just stopped and told me and Caitlyn he'd give us a ride." You said into the phone as you locked eyes with the man in front. He didn't look weird or unusual, he looked pretty nice actually and you were debating whether you should go with him or not. "I think I might take it."
"Kinda stressing like I'm gonna have a heart attack it's
Been an hour and you haven't even hit me back baby
Keep it real,
Tell me what's the deal
'Cause I miss you, you don't know how this feels
I know it's complicated
This always happens when I'm wasted"
"Hey you coming or what?" The driver asked, he seemed a little intoxicated.
"Don't go anywhere (y/n), I'll be there soon!" And Dylan hung up, leaving you alone with two people staring at you. You looked at your friend and shook your head. Before she could get in you grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the car.
"You should wait until Dylan comes, I think that guy might be drunk..." You warned her and she let out a little laugh.
"That makes it the even more riskier, and scarier." She said and pulled her arm back. She blew you a kiss and then hopped into the vehicle before the guy drove away into the darkness. Leaving you behind with only a street lamp to aid you.
"3AM, yep I'm texting you once again
Even though I'm hanging with my friends
And I can't help it, I can't help myself, no
3AM, I might be looking for a late night friend and baby
I can't get you out my head
I can't help it, I can't help myself, no
I know, I know, I know
It's so wrong
Somebody take away my phone
'Cause I been drinking all night long
All night long
All night long"
You sat down on the sidewalk next to the street lamp and rested your back against it, closing your eyes and falling asleep.
A half and hour later...
"(y/n) wake up, (y/n)..." You heard Dylan's voice as you slowly opened your eyes. Even though it was pitch black out you could still make out Dylan's face. "God, what happened you you?" He mumbled as he reached down to help you stand up.
You let out a laugh as you felt a whole lot of happiness that he was here. "Oh, Dylan. Oh Dylan thanks for doing this." You said and he nodded, leading you into his car and onto the seat.
Once you both were in and the doors were closed, he took off towards your house. "What were you thinking, (y/n)? You could've been in so much trouble." He said and you scoffed.
"Sorry, dad." You said in a venomous tone. Why was he being so goody-goody? He didn't understand what you did. He hadn't gone to any kind of parties before, all he ever did was spend time with his new girlfriend Darcy.
He reached your house and before you left you looked over at him curiously. "You know I don't expect you to like the decisions I make, but it'd be nice if you tried to once understand them." You said and you heard him let out a frustrated sigh.
He turned towards you and raised an eyebrow. "That's one thing if your decisions didn't have the risk of hurting you, (y/n), and if they weren't so serious and stupid. But they are, and I don't want to be the friend you only hang around because he gives you rides at three in the morning, I have a life too you know..." He said and with every sentence you felt your chest tighten.
"Isn't that what 3AM friends are for?" You said slowly, his eyes met yours and you winced at all the pain that was held in them. You were to intoxicated to feel any guilt at the moment so you opened the car door and ran up towards your house.
"I know, I know, I know
It's so wrong
Somebody take away my phone
'Cause I been drinking all night long
All night long
All night long"
The next morning was hell. You had never had such an headache like this before, and you didn't know why it was so bad. "Last night a car was found flipped over in a ditch near Lincoln St. Police say it was one teenage girl with the name of Caitlyn Daniels and a college boy by the name of Christian Parker. Driving intoxicated..."
"What?" You asked yourself as your eyes flew to the TV screen. You couldn't believe it, your best friend was dead and it was because... Because... You didn't know. You couldn't remember a thing from last night, too much to drink, you guessed.
"3AM, yep I'm texting you once again
Even though I'm hanging with my friends
And I can't help it, I can't help myself, no
3AM, I might be looking for a late night friend and baby,
I can't get you out my head
I can't help it, I can't help myself, no"
Before you could do anything else, your phone buzzed on the marble countertop in your kitchen, sending an unpleasant sound throughout the room. Quickly you picked it up and a familiar voice came through. "Did you see the news, (y/n)?" Dylan asked. You rubbed your forehead, and cleared your throat as one of your tears rolled down your cheek and onto your hand.
"She's gone... Oh god, Dylan she's gone..." Was all you could say at the moment, too many things happened. A question remained in your mind and you had to ask. "Was it my fault? Did I... Did me and her get into a fight and did she go with some idiot who was drunk last night? Oh my gosh Dylan please, tell me..."
Silence.
"That's what happened wasn't it? I'm such a terrible person, god I killed my best friend..." You said in between sobs and your whole world seemed like you were crumbling down. "I let her go with some drunk idiot!"
Silence.
"Dylan where the hell are you?" You screamed into the phone, you were upset and you needed him to tell you everything would be okay. There was no answer on the other end of the phone so you hung up. "Ahh!" You silently screamed as you crumbled to the floor in a ball and decided crying was the best option for now.
You hadn't even heard the door when it opened, all you could hear was you cries. The pain you were in was horrible. You wanted it to end, you wanted your friend back. You wished you could've stopped her from going with a stranger. She would've been alive, you would've been able to talk to her by now. Now you'll never hear her voice ever again. (y/n)?" You heard a voice say. You looked in the direction it came from and smiled. It was Caitlyn, she was alive, she was alive! You reached up as a smile covered your tear stricken face.
"Caity... You're alive." You whispered with a smile on your face. As you saw her hair, you noticed it was dark brown, she didn't have dark brown hair. She had blonde hair, silly you. Did she dye it and just not tell you? Then you looked into her eyes, you noticed her blue ones turned into a pair of light brown ones. What?
"(y/n) are you okay?" Wait, Caitlyn's voice wasn't that low.
"You're not her..." You felt a strong pair of arms engulf your whole body and you rested your head against a soft chest. "You're not Caitlyn." You said quietly as you closed your tired eyes and nestled your head into Dylan's neck.
"You're going to be okay, (y/n). I'm going to be here for you, I won't ever leave you again." He whispered to you as his hands stroked your hair. That seemed like enough for you at the time so you didn't argue what he had said.
You felt his soft lips touch the top of your head and a small smile appeared on your face. "Of course you won't, you're my 3AM friend..." You mumbled before you closed your eyes and drifted off to sleep.
A/n: I actually finished this at 4:45 this morning but decided to wait a while before publishing it. I hoped you guys liked this Imagine(:
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