Dylan's POV
I walk into the living room and immediately catch Miley and Vanessa whispering to each other. They stop the second they notice me.
"Why did you guys stop when you saw me?"
I walk over and take a seat across from them. Vanessa and Miley exchange a look like they're weighing whether or not to tell me whatever it is they were discussing. I roll my eyes and stand.
"Fine, I’ll leave so you girls can continue your little gossip," I mutter, turning to go.
But before I can take a single step, Vanessa speaks.
"I think it’s best that you know."
"What are you doing?" Miley hisses, grabbing Vanessa’s shoulder.
"He needs to know," Vanessa says firmly.
"Know what?" I ask, voice low and sharp.
Vanessa's lips part to speak, but Miley throws her hand over them, silencing her.
"Miley
