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"Miller!" I groaned softly as I pushed him back.
"Some memory you've got for a first time drunk sixteen year old."
Make fun! Like I care.
"My brother is going to kill you if he comes here."
"And why would he?" he chuckled.
"Get off me."
"Go ahead and call him" he challenged as he straddled me.
"You are digging your own grave" I picked up my phone, called Dylan again.
Please god! Just please let him pick up.
I sucked in a sharp breath as I realised Dylan's phone rang, near me. In Miller's hands?
Adrian Miller has my brother's phone!
Oh now I am literally doomed.
"Dylan" he called loudly and my eyes widened. What is he doing?
"Calm your ass down" I heard my brother chuckle.
He is here? Dylan is here?! What on earth is happening here?
He bent down and caught
