You and Dylan were now officially dating. You guys spent the nights mostly at your apartment because you had to look after your cat. Sometimes you would go out for dinner or see a movie but both you and Dylan preferred to stay at home and watch Netflix or play board games. Tonight was an exception, Dylan's friend was having a party at a club and Dylan had a plus one invitation. So, you guys got all dolled up. You wore a sparkly red dress with black heels. Your makeup was also surprising on point, your highlight was brighter then some peoples future and your eyeliner didn't make you look like Cleopatra. Dylan looked cute (like always) in a light blue button down and dress pants. It felt nice dressing up even if you guys were only going to a club.
When you guys got to the club you were surprised to see it was in full swing and that you could hear the dub step music from outside. Dylan and you exchanged a look, you guys thought this party was more of a classy party, but you both knew you would have fun. Dylan bought you a vodka soda and he got himself a scotch, before dancing Dylan wanted to at least see his friend, if he could find him.
We were searching the club together holding hands afraid to loose each other in the sea of body's. Finally Dylan tapped on the shoulder of a guy who had brown almost black hair. His friend was really excited to see Dylan as they did that whole chest bump bro thing guys did. You stood there awkwardly waiting for him to introduce himself.
"Hi, I'm Tyler! Dylan never told me how beautiful you are." Tyler exclaimed, giving you a light hug. Your cheeks turned pink from his comment.
"Thanks! He never told me how cute you were ether." You said back not trying to be flirty, but because you didn't really know what to say. Compliments weren't really your forte. You looked at Dylan to make sure he was okay and didn't think you were "flirting" with Tyler. You, Tyler and Dylan were talking for a while. It was mostly Dylan and Tyler catching up. Apparently this party was to celebrate a big role Tyler got in a movie. Throughout the whole conversation you kept noticing Tyler staring at you for just a few moments too long and often you caught his eyes. When Dylan's drink ran out you both said your goodbyes to Tyler and went back to the bar.
Dylan looked really agitated when you sat down beside each other on the bar stool. "What's wrong babe?" You asked him, touching his arm.
"Why don't you ask Tyler? Since he's so cute. Really Y/N." He said not even looking at you. "You guys seemed soo entranced in each other's eyes."
"Really, your going to be that immature? I'm bad at socializing and I didn't know what to say so I panicked, it also wasn't my fault that he kept staring at me. Blame my parents. Call me when you grow up." You yelled, being done, although you probably weren't as loud as you thought from all the loud music playing. You went to the other side of the bar and ordered three shots of tequila. Dylan would find you and take you home right? This was a petty fight. You were sure of it.
The night went on and you kept drinking wondering where Dylan was, things kept getting more blurrier and confusing. A cute guy came up to you and started talking to you.
"Let me take you home." He said. What about Dylan? Everything started spinning and the guy just kept getting blurrier so you went with him. When you got to his car he gave you a few kisses. You kissed him back, slightly feeling bad for Dylan but he was an ass hole what did you care? Sooner or later you passed out in the car.
When you woke up the next morning, you were fine. Not having the worst hangover you've ever had. You felt fine until bits and pieces coming back to you. The fight, hooking up with another guy. You felt awful, how were you going to tell Dylan? It would be the most awkward breakup ever. He was your neighbour for god sakes.
You heard a knock on your door and answered it not even bothering to see who it was, it was obviously Dylan. You felt so ashamed and regretful. You weren't even sure how far you got with this guy but at least he left in the morning.
"I'm sorry about last night." Dylan said trying to grab a hold of your chin making you meet his eyes.
"Dylan...I have to tell you something. Last night I think I hooked up with another guy." Dylan's face dropped. "He offered to take me home and when we got in his car we kissed and he dropped me off at home I don't know what happened but he wasn't here in the morning. If you could forgive me somehow I would never betray you again, I love you Dylan.
Dylan then started to smile. Then he started to laugh. It wasn't a menacing laugh or a sarcastic one it was genuine and you were very confused.
"So this guy that you cheated on me with are you sure he didn't look familiar or drive a Honda. Somehow a random creep knew your address and had your key."
"I-I don't know. I was drunk out of my face."
"Babe, I was the one to take you home. We made up in the car. You cheated on me with me." Dylan said trying not to laugh.
"Why did you not stay the night. I was scared shit that I could ever do that to you."
"I was going to, but you were snoring really loudly and I couldn't sleep I was the Designated driver while you had the time of your life. I do live next door remember?"
You hugged Dylan tightly while you both tried to contain your smiles. The whole thing was really stupid, yet really funny at the same time. After the hug both of you started laughing so hard that you were holding on to each other for support.
"I'm sorry," you said after the laughter had died down. "Tyler is not cute in my eyes, not when I have you."
Dylan just kissed you before you guys started laughing again.
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