thomas pov
One thing was certain after that night. I was in love with Dylan. I might have even loved him more than I loved Bella. I laid awake in my bed with the biggest grin on my face. Dyl.
I knew I wasn't going to sleep, but I didn't care. I could lay awake thinking about him all night.
dylan pov
After my moment with Thomas on the roof I started to have some strange thoughts. Laying there in Thomas' arms made me realize something.
I really liked him. And not just as a friend. I had been blindsided by Britt, while the perfect man was standing right in front of me this whole time.
The hardest part was I knew he didn't feel the same way. I wanted to tell him how I felt, but I didn't want to ruin anything we already had.
So I let it fester inside of me, eating me up like a virus.