Page 73 of One Night

He lowers his mouth to mine and kisses me. "I'm already feeling more relaxed. Let's just keep doing this until I have to go."

"I need to go get my seat."

"We already saved you seats. You can wait back here until we start."

"But don't you need to practice before you go on?"

"No. I need to do this." He presses his lips to mine.

"Dylan!" some girl yells.

I turn my head and see the girl stomping up to Dylan, her hands on her hips. She's gorgeous. Tall and thin with bright blond hair and blue eyes. She's wearing a short red dress and spiked heels and her skin is a perfect golden brown, like she has a standing appointment at the tanning salon.

"What the hell are you doing?" the girl shouts at Dylan. "We have one argument and now you're cheating on me?"

This must be Allison, his ex-girlfriend. Or by the way she's acting, his crazy ex-girlfriend.

Chapter Sixteen

Dylan

Just what I need. Allison barging in while I'm trying to be alone with Amber. And right before I have to go on stage. Allison always had horrible timing.

"I'm not cheating on you," I tell Allison. "You and I broke up over a week ago. And actually, you were the one cheating on me. You admitted it, remember?"

She huffs. "Only because I was mad at you for trying to break up with me. I didn't actually cheat."

"That's not the rumor on campus."

"There IS no rumor."

"Several people have confirmed you were with Tyrone."

"We kissed. One time. But only because we were drunk after a football game."

Tyrone is a running back and has had his eyes on Allison for months. He even asked me once at a party if I'd mind sharing. I almost punched him but he's lot a bigger than me and I didn't feel like ending up in the hospital over it. Now if he'd asked me if I'd share Amber, I would've punched him without even the slightest hesitation.

"Kissing counts as cheating," I tell her. "Allison, I'm not going to stand here and debate this with you. I have to go on in like five minutes and I'd like to spend that time with my girlfriend."

Allison whips her head back and glares at Amber. "HER? She's not your girlfriend. I am!"

"No. You're not. You never were. You were just a girl I—" I don't finish the statement, knowing how bad it sounds. There's no denying it. I used Allison just like she used me. I'm not proud of it and it's not something I normally do, but I was at a bad place when I met her. I still wanted Amber. She was all I could think about, but I couldn't find her and I assumed I never would.

Allison points to Amber. "Get her out of here so we can talk."

"There's nothing to talk about. We're done. We've both moved on. I'm with Amber and you're with Tyrone."

"I am NOT with Tyrone. I'm with YOU, and if you don't admit it, I'll go out there on stage right now and announce that you cheated on me. You think your fans will like that?"

One of the bouncers appears at the door. "Everything okay in here?"

He must've heard Allison screaming. Her shrill tone could probably be heard all the way to the front of the bar.

"I want her to leave," I say, pointing to Allison. "But she refuses."

He walks over to her and takes her arm. "Come on. Let's go."

She yanks her arm back. "I'm not going anywhere!"

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