Past, Present, Future

By: HugsandKisses

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Spoilers: Anything is fair game

Rating: PG-13 maybe R in future chapters

Summary: Dylan/Brenda. Will Dylan and Brenda be able to workout their problems and be together, or is it too late? In short, True love never dies. The story is set in April 2004.

Author's Notes: Thank you all for the reviews you have given me. I hope you enjoyed the smooches that Brenda and Dylan shared in the previous part. =) The towel scene in the previous part does have a hidden meaning. If my memory serves me correct (I checked to verify that information and came out empty handed) Dylan was wearing a towel when Brenda first met him and it was foreshadowing what was to come between the two of them. Brenda wearing a towel and Dylan seeing her for the first time after all these years has a similar meaning. It's the beginning of them getting back together =) That was one of the reasons why I put that in there, the other reason was because a little sexual tension never hurt anybody. LoL. I started school on Monday so I don't know how quick I will be able to update this story in the coming weeks. This part is kind of rough. I may revise it within the week.

Authors Notes 2: When Dylan and Kelly broke up, Kelly moved out of Dylan's house and got a Condo. Whatever is between these // // means what happened in the past.

Chapter 3

The drive back home from Brandon's house took only ten minutes, putting the car into park and turning off the ignition Dylan made his way into his house. For the first time in years Dylan felt happy, truly happy. Thinking back to the events that occurred back at Brandon's place, Dylan could not resist smiling. He forgot how much Brenda's kisses affected him; it was intoxicating. When he kissed Brenda everything ceased to exist except the two of them. Kissing Kelly never felt that way, there was no passion, no breath taking aftershocks. Running his hand through his hair in frustration Dylan was at a lost. He was so confused. Everyone including himself was tired of the Ping-Pong situation going on between Brenda, Kelly and him.

He and Kelly were together for...it had been so long that he couldn't even remember. Was that a good reason to not remember how long you were with your former girlfriend? Someone who you claimed to love? David would tell him how he could remember every single detail of his and Donna's relationship. Dylan remembered the night of David's Bachelor party and what he had asked him.

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"How did you know Donna was the one?"

"Dylan do you really need to ask," laughed David.

"Enlighten me," smirked Dylan.

A visual of Donna came into David's head and he smiled, "When you're in love all you see is them, they're all you think about, they're embedded into your body, soul, and heart. They are the blood that runs through your veins and keeps you alive. They're the other half of you, what makes you complete. Your soul mate." //

Dylan smiled wryly, he understood what David meant. He remembered that feeling.

When he was with Brenda in London he thought he was the happiest man alive. The two of them would spend hours in bed making love. They shared a connection so deep that neither knew where one ended and the other began. They had their share of disagreements at times but they always got through it together. He had a whirl storm of emotions concerning Brenda. He knew he loved her but he was scared, these emotions that he was experiencing was something he couldn't control and he didn't like that. He needed to be in control. He was young back then he didn't fully understand the concept of being in love; you lose control. That was something that he couldn't accept. He had been through a lot and he didn't want to get hurt. If things didn't work out between the both of them it would be him who would be suffering the most. God, he was so selfish back then. So one day he told Brenda that he was leaving and that he didn't know when or if he was coming back. He told her not to wait for him, to move on. He ran away from the best thing that had ever happened to him. Heartlessly Dylan laughed, funny how he could remember it all so vividly. When he returned to Beverly Hills he began to woo Kelly, to get her to fill the void that he had opened.

He tried to remember if he had ever felt that way with Kelly and came up empty handed. He sighed in relief, he made the right choice on not agreeing to get married.

Kelly's persistence on wanting to getting married and his refusal had ended their relationship a month and a half ago. The break up was hard for the both of them. They were together for so long that they became accustomed to just being with one another. The lines of the their emotions became blurry because of the longevity of their relationship and they stayed together even though they both knew they no longer held romantic feelings for each other. That would be how he would explain the both of them. They were each other's security blankets, running back to one another because it was 'safe'. Being someone's security blanket wasn't a reason to be in a relationship and it certainly wasn't a good reason to get married. How could he not known that back then, and all those times when he kept on telling Kelly that he was her choice and that she was the one. He wasn't going to lie he did love Kelly, but he wasn't IN love with her. She was safe, things with her were black and white. He never had that feeling where things would be spiraling out of control, like how it was when you were in love, like how it was when he was with Brenda.

Being with Brenda was bliss. When he kissed her tonight she became embedded into his body again. If he didn't know it before then the kiss they shared earlier just confirmed his feelings. He was in love with Brenda. He always was. Kissing her, just being with her was exhilarating. He wanted to be with her, he didn't know how he could be so stupid to ever let her go. How had he gone on this long being without her?

He was going to win Brenda back. He had put her through a lot and he needed to make up for it all. A wicked grin came over Dylan face, he had a good idea on how he could make it all up to her. Shaking away thoughts of him and Brenda in bed together Dylan knew that that wasn't a good solution for their problems. If he wanted to have any future with her they couldn't just sweep their problems under a rug. They would have to talk things out, and he would go over to her place tomorrow to do that.

Dylan had a few insecurities about what would happen when he did go over to her place: What if she didn't want to be with him? What if she didn't believe him? What if it was too late? No, he wouldn't jump into conclusions. If he wanted things between them to work out he would have to just take things at a time. There was no use in stressing over these things when he didn't know what the outcome would be. If she were to just slam the door in his face, he would be devastated but he would understand, he had put her through a lot.

Stripping off all his clothes but his boxers and turning off the light, Dylan got into bed with plans on speaking to Brenda in a couple of hours. He was a fool to ever let her go and he was going to win her back. She was his soul mate.