XI. Guilt
➳ Dylan's POV
Kaylee unlocked the door to her house, still bawling in my arms. I set her down gently on her couch and knelt down in front of her. I removed her hands from her face and lifted her chin to look at me. Wiping away her tears with my thumbs, I looked into her eyes. They were filled with sorrow, hurt, and despair.
"How about I go get you your favorite Ben & Jerry's ice cream and you can talk to me about this?" I suggested carefully.
She nodded slowly and sniffled. As I took a pint of Ben & Jerry's Half Baked and a spoon from the kitchen, I already had a gut feeling what this was about. It had to be Ryan. My God, Dylan why didn't you just tell her yourself in the first place?
When I got back to Kaylee, she spent the next two hours spilling out what happened and how she felt about it. And sure enough, it was Ryan. I listened intently and when she was finally done venting, she put on the strongest smile she could. Damn, she still looked beautiful even with her tear-stained eyes and smudged eyeliner.
"Forget about Ryan. He's a loser and a douchebag. Let's just do what you planned on doing when you first showed up at my doorstep," she winked.
My heart soared. I had come to rekindle our relationship and friendship with her, so if she was thinking what I was thinking then...
"Time to watch Friends!!!!" she squealed with delight.
Oh, I thought to myself. Well that works too.
We watched the box set and laughed at the hilarious antics of Joey and Phoebe, as well as the stupidity of Chandler. She accidentally flung some ice cream off her spoon and onto my face, immediately cracking up at my stunned expression.
"Oh, now you've done it. This is war!" I yelled as I pelted her with throw pillows.
Our long and tiring war ended in a stalemate. Apparently, not much happens when both sides are hiding behind a chair. I eventually noticed that we were still all alone and it was nearly 2 a.m.
"Where are your parents and Hanna?"
"Umm, my parents are on a business trip and Hanna's at her boyfriend's place for the weekend," she replied.
"Oh."
Neither of us really said much after that - we simply enjoyed the company of Friends. I couldn't help but notice the smile on her face the whole time though. Whether it was from me or from the TV show was unknown to me, but I didn't care. All I cared about was her happiness.
At around 3:30 in the morning, she fell asleep on my shoulder. I carefully laid her down on the couch and covered her with a blanket.
"Goodnight Kaylee," I whispered as I kissed her forehead.
I settled into the armchair by the couch and closed my eyes. When I heard her deep breaths and knew that she wasn't awake anymore, I whispered out loud once more before falling asleep.
"I love you."
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Bright sunlight streaming onto my face woke me up from my slumber. As I stretched and flickered my eyes open, I smiled at the sleeping Kaylee on the couch next to the chair I was residing in. Memories from last night flooded through my mind and I smiled once again. We had such an amazing time last night - just like old times. I couldn't help but notice the wave of guilt that washed over me, however. I felt so horrible about not telling her and I knew she would never forgive me if she found out. I was so screwed.
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