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Chapter Seventeen

Austin

"I didn't think we'd ever get out of there," I say as I'm driving Kira home.

"I know. I didn't think they were going to let you leave."

The band was only supposed to play until ten-thirty but people kept requesting songs so we played until eleven. We ended with One Night, which girls begged us to play again.

"So what'd you think of Dylan's song?" I ask.

"It was good." She says it really fast so I'm wondering if she's not being truthful.

"If you didn't like, just say so. You won't hurt my feelings. I didn't write it."

"I liked it. I really did. And I liked the way Dylan sang it, with a lot of emotion. He must've really liked that girl."

"He did. It took him a long time to get over her, and honestly, I don't think he is. He just says he is so Van will stop teasing him about it."

"Don't you think it's weird that Dylan likes a girl that much after just one date?"

"It wasn't even a date. They just slept together. Then he woke up and she was gone. Didn't even leave a note. She told him she was moving to New York the next day so I guess she didn't see a point in leaving her number."

"Has he ever tried to find her?"

"He's been trying ever since that night, but he won't admit to it. I only know he's been looking for her because Van keeps finding the searches when he uses Dylan's laptop."

"So Dylan hasn't told you anything about her?"

"He's told me a few things, but not much. He likes to keep his love life private."

"Then why did he write a song about her?"

"Because he was hoping she'd hear it and want to be with him. But she's never going to hear it, living in New York."

"Do you think he loves her?"

"After knowing her for one night? Shit, I don't know. Is that even possible?"

"I thought the same thing."

"What?" I look at her, confused. It's almost like she's given this some thought, and yet this is the first time I've told her about Dylan and this girl.

"I was just agreeing with you," she says, talking fast again. "People can't fall in love in a day."

I pull up to her apartment and park.

She undoes her seatbelt. "So I'll see you tomorrow?"

"That's it? You're not inviting me up?"

"I don't really want us up there with Amber and Matt. After her night of romance, I don't know what I'm going to find. Plus, it's been a long day and I'm tired. I kind of just want to go to bed."

"You're not just saying that because you're mad about tonight, are you?"

"No. I really am tired."

"So we're good?" I only ask because I can't always tell if she's being truthful. I hope she is, because I don't put up with girls lying to me.

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