Dylan POV.
Well, happy birthday to me!
Yes, the day was my 18th birthday, my first birthday waking up completely alone. Freddie wasn't there to jump on top of me shouting the song happy birthday at the top of his voice... my mom wasn't there to give me a huge hug or wish me a good day. Nick wasn't going to pop around to give me eighteen birthday digs like usually did. There was nothing but a silent and empty RV.
Also, Despite feeling like a new person with an actual goal other than moping around and waiting for something to happen, I barely slept a wink.
It made no sense.
I had always slept just fine on my own, I never even used to like Freddie climbing into my bed after a nightmare or something, and now, you would think I could sleep better being completely on my own after everything king Josh had put me through, but I just couldn't. No matter how hard I tried last night, sleep just wouldn't find me. I found myself thinking about Lewis, and how much comfort he provided me just by being in his presence. I had never slept as well as I did the other night with him.
Every time I would think about him my heart would begin to race and my palms would get all sweaty. I found the man extremely attractive, and the fact that he was willing to do anything within his power to help me was a real turn on. I suppose you could say I had a school girl crush. My first crush at that.
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