Even after having s*x, Dylan argued with me until he was blue in the face about going to see Justin’s show. Part of me felt guilty because I wasn’t an i***t. I knew that Justin still had feelings for me. I’m not sure what those feelings were or how strong they were, but I knew they were there. I’ve decided to ignore them, which I didn’t think was healthy either, but I’ve made it clear to Justin that I was with Dylan.
After storming out of my dorm room, I met Justin outside. He could see something was bothering me by the worried look in his eye, but he didn’t press the issue, which I was thankful for. Talking about Dylan right now when I was so fired up wasn’t the best idea. I didn’t want to take my frustrations out on Justin either.
On the car ride over, we talked about small things. Jus
