"Hello?" Jackie answered the phone

"Hey, mrs Silver, it's me, Dylan. Is Kelly there?"

"Hold on a minute, dear." Jackie turned to her daughter, who cringed at the sound of his name.

"Mum, no." Kelly shook her head. Urging her mother to lie for her "Tell him I'm busy."

Jackie covered the mouth piece "Kelly, stop being such a baby!"

Kelly continued gesturing by waving her finger.

"Sorry, Dylan, Kelly appears to be occupied. I'll have her call you back." Jackie turned to her daughter after hanging up the phone. "What was that about?"

"I just don't feel like talking to anyone." She shrugged

"What does Dylan want from you?"

"No idea, it's probably something about Brenda, who cares?" She strolled back upstairs.

Dylan showed up to the beach in search for Kelly, hoping to bump into her but she was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey!" Dylan called out to a lady in uniform "Excuse me, do you work here?"

"Yes." The lady replied

"You know the Silver's cabana? Have any of them been over there?"

"Erm... Mr and Mrs Silver were here in the morning, their kid was in after."

"Blonde girl?" Dylan asked

"No, the boy."

Dylan let out an exasperated sigh. Then, out of the corner of his eye he saw her by the car park with Steve. He began to run over to them.

"Steve!" He called out from afar as he watched Kelly drive away in her convertible. He just didn't get there quick enough.

"Hey, Dylan! Brandon was looking for you, said you keep flaking on him and if you're not at the peachy pit tonight to meet Brooke, he will, well, he'll hunt you down." Steve smirked

"I'll be there. Listen, was that Kelly driving off?" He asked, nonchalantly.

"Yeah, why?"

"Nothing, Brenda's been trying to get a hold of her, did she seem alright?"

"Yeah, fine. She's just been busy, baby bonding, helping out her mother."

Something must really be wrong then. Dylan thought. Not only is she avoiding me but she isn't even confiding in Steve about being so distant. They may have had a tumultuous relationship but now Steve and Kelly were good friends, in fact, this was the closest they had ever been.

I've got to talk to her, Dylan thought. She can't avoid me forever.

The phone rang

"David could you get that?" Kelly asked

"You're closer to it!" David retorted

"Please!" Kelly urged

"Hello?" David said, picking up the phone and pulling a face at Kelly the same time. "No answer. Must be one of your creepy secret admirers." David joked

Dylan hung up the phone. He has absolutely no explanation for David at this point.

He tried to go to sleep that night but kept tossing and turning in bed, his head kept wandering back to that kiss. I know it meant something, he thought. She has to be feeling the way I feel right now.

Dylan strolled along the beach as he always did the last couple days, waiting for her to show up. He was so consumed in his thoughts of Kelly that he hadn't realized he had strolled over to the next door beach.

And there she was, behind a huge pile of rocks, was Kelly Taylor, lying on her beach towel.

"Kelly!" He called over. Once she heard him she hurriedly threw her thugs into her bag, no time to put clothes over her swimsuit.

But he caught her.

"Kelly, What is going on? I've been trying to get a hold of you for days, you ignore my calls, you're avoiding me!"

"I'm not avoiding you, Dylan. I'm just busy. I need to get the Jackie, she's waiting for me."

"I bet she is,Kel." He retorted "Your middle name is denial. You know, eventually we will have to talk about the other night?"

"What?" She seemed shocked "What are you taking about? Nothing happened!"

"The kiss?" Dylan proclaimed

"It was nothing, caught in the moment, a little slip up, no big deal"

"No big deal?! It meant something to me Kel, and I know you felt it too!"

"No!" She warmed, "There was nothing there! Forget about it! I know I have."

She tried to walk off but he grabbed her arms

"You can't honestly say that?" He almost begged

"Yes, I can." She said firmly, springing out of his grasp and walking off.

"Kel!" He yelled after her

"Leave me alone, Dylan! She shouted back, "Just stay away from me!"

The next day, Dylan still was pretty annoyed over Kelly's words to him before. He wasn't going down without a fight. He was not going to turn his back on the way he was feeling, it was too deep, it felt like something he had been searching for his whole life, a connection that warmed his soul. And he was not going to let Kelly belittle it.

He decided to lie on the sunbed outside her cabana, knowing that at some point she would show up, Steve had already told him, he and Kelly had plans to meet up there later.

And sure enough, she showed up.

"What the hell?" She snapped, eyeing Dylan was looked rather comfortable in her chair.

"Hi, Kel."

"Dylan, stop harassing me!" She retorted through gritted teeth.

"Okay, I'll stop as soon as you talk to me." He smiled at her.

He couldn't even believe himself at this point. He had never chased something down his whole life, but something inside him felt he just couldn't let it go. He normally let things walk away, everything in his past did, but he just wasn't ready to let Kelly go yet.

"Fine." She surrendered "talk."

"Tonight... Meet me down here tonight. If you don't show, I won't bother you again, in fact I'll never talk to you again."

"I can save you time. I'm not coming."

"Kel... be sure." He warned "If you can spend the whole day, not thinking about this, then yeah, don't come. But be sure. Because what happened between us was not nothing, and it will catch up to you. Do you think you can live with that? Us never speaking of this again?"

"You're wasting your time!" She snapped, but the uncertainty in her voice was obvious and he smirked

"Sure about that?" He kissed her cheek and walked off.

Dylan had been at the beach that night for over 20 minutes. His brain kept telling him she's not coming, but something told him to stay.

Just as he was about to take off, there she was. Stunning in a white dress. A modern day Marilyn Monroe.

"I didn't think you'd show."

"Me neither." She replied, he walked over to her, brushed the hair out of her eyes.

"Dylan," she pulled his hands off of her and stepped back "I only came to apologize for the way I talked to you. I didn't mean to be rude, I don't want you out of my life. I meant what I said, I value this friendship. So please... can we go back to that?"

"No," he shook his head "I can't do that, Kel... I have been feeling things and you can't tell me it's all in my head. When I kissed you, I felt it in my soul. How am I supposed to walk away from something that powerful!"

"Dylan!" She snapped "Are you hearing yourself? You have a girlfriend! My best friend! You need to come back down to reality!"

"This is reality, Kelly. This is the realest thing I've felt in ages. Can you honestly say, you don't feel the same?"

Kelly scoffed "Yes." She trembled, trying to stay strong. "What you're feeling, isn't real, Dylan. It's in your head."

"So there's absolutely nothing between us?" He asked moving towards her

"There isn't even an US Dylan!" She was losing her cool

"So you feel nothing when I'm this close." He whispered, moving closer.

"nothing." She murmured under her breath

"Still nothing?" He asked, his lips now so close to hers.

"Dylan..." she began

"What?

"Dylan, please" she almost begged

"Do you really want me to stop?" He asked, his breath on her skin.