Dirty Little Secrets Chapter 3—Dylan's POV
As I sit here on the couch and stare at him. I can't think of ever leaving him. I can't believe he did what he did, but I have to accept the fact that I never did anything to stop it either. Also I now know how much I hurt him when I did it to him. He is one of the greatest men I've ever met. He is sitting on the other end of the couch starring straight ahead oblivious to the fact that I've been starring at him for hours. I pull my feet up onto the couch and stretch my legs out putting my feet onto his lap. He glances at them startled before turning and looking at me. I smile at him. He isn't sure how to react to this. I grab my cell phone off the table and look at the time.
(11 PM)
"It's late. Are you hungry?" I ask as he continues to stare at me awkwardly.
"Yeah kind of. What do you want? I'll cook." He says, and I can tell he is trying to make up for what he did.
"No, we'll go out. Do you want Taco Bell or IHOP?" I ask him as I removed my feet from his lap.
"Taco Bell sounds good." He replies looking down at his own lap where his hands are twisting and turning.
I move close to him and put my hand on his cheek, pulling his face sideways lightly so it forced him to look at me. I smile at him before lightly kissing his lips. As I pull away from the kiss I whisper "I love you no matter what."
He smiles at me and says, "I love you more than anything, and I'm sorry."
"I know," I say getting up from the couch and grabbing his hand to do the same. We both slipped on flip flops before we walked hand-in-hand out to my car.
I begin to drive in the opposite direction of Taco Bell, but he doesn't question me. This is out of character for Marco. But oh well I have had other plans for the evening for months. Why should I not follow through with them? Marco forgets what today is, but I remember it perfectly. It is the day we met, eight years ago. (A/N: I can't remember when I said this was but we are now assuming that it is two years since Marco graduated College!) I can't believe I've known this man for eight years already. Everything always seems so new with him. That's why I love him. I reach out and take his hand in mine, running my thumb along the top of his hand lightly. He pulls our hands up to his mouth and lightly kisses my hand. It is at that point that I truly know everything is going to be okay. That we have both screwed up, but we are past it, and are now ready to start a new life together as man and man promising to love and honor each other forever.
I pull into the same parking spot from that day we met, and turn my head towards Marco and smile. He smiles, and I can tell he remembers what day it is. We both climb out of the car and walk hand-in-hand to a pile of rocks. The same rocks we sat on in complete silence that day to comfort each other. As we get to the rocks I see that Paige and Ellie had done their part by setting up a blanket, picnic basket, wine, candles, and a radio. Marco looks up at me surprised. He wraps his arms around my neck and stands on his tip toes pulling us together. He kisses me light, and whispers "Thank you."
I kiss him back lightly and whisper "Marry me!" It is probably a good thing I have a hold of him because he probably would have fallen or something. After his initial shock he screamed and jumped around like a little girl. I love that about him more than anyone would ever understand. We sit down to eat our dinner. After we finish we curl up together under the stars and enjoy being together.
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Okay so this is super short. Sorry about that, but what did you think?! Reviews mean more Chapters! Do you want the next chapter to focus on Tim and Bryce or Marco and Dylan or Both Pairings Give me some feed back! Thanks for reading it, and waiting for so long to get it. I've had some crazy stuff going on lately, but I'll try to get stuff going faster. Thanks a lot!
