Dylan sat beside me his face lit up by moonlight " probably sucking face with Charlie." I replied, " tell me again. Why does she even date that asshole." that made me giggle" because he's the dreamiest boy ever," I said mocking christy that made him laugh. I shivered I didn't think it was going to be this cold. Dylan is nice enough to give me his jacket it gives me a warm feeling inside when he did that " so what are you listening to? " he asked me leaning closer to me. "Nerdlife podcast they are making theories on Infinity War, " I said excitedly, but Dylan just looked confused. He had the same look on his face that he had when we first watched the movie. "can I listen because I'm still confused on how Banner got out of that rock he was fused to" I gave him a bud, and we both listened to the podcast. Dylan never sat this close to before; even our hands are touching. He didn't seem to mind, and neither did I. Hours passed, Dylan and I spent the whole talking about superheroes. Before we knew it the party was over, but Christy didn't want to go home just yet. " but my parents are going to kill me if I don't leave right now, Crissy." I begged her " but if we leave now we going to miss the after party and also where did you get the jacket it looks good on you," she said a little drunk. " I can take you home, " both Dylan and Freddie said in unison. "um thanks Freddie, but don't think my parents would like it if I showed up you." Freddie looks a little mad by this "And why is Dylan any better, " Freddie asked "because Dylan is Asian! " Christy yelled out. "that's a little racist," I said " besides my parents know Dylan," I said leaving the party. Dylan pulled out a key out of his pocket. He unlocked a dark wine red Chevy Camero. "if you had a car why does your dad drop you off every morning? " I asked, " because it saves gas." he responded as we walked to his car, "but you're rich," I said confused.
" I know, " he said opening the door for me. It made my heart beat faster. I know Dylan is just nice, but it still makes me all fuzzy inside knowing that he cares. The ride was silent Dylan didn't say much except I think he was trying to ask me something but abandoned the thought. Dylan pulled up to my house, and my parents opened the door to meet us outside, of course, I've already changed. My parents frowning expressions changed when they saw Dylan opening the door for me. "um hi, Mr. And Mrs. Li" " Hello Dylan, did you go to the study group too" my future with my parents relied on what Dylan responds.