Lance POV :
I picked up Dylan from the airport. As Dylan could sense my pissed mood, he was quiet all the time. I didn't take him back home, instead we went to the bar nearby. I need something to calm my freaking nerves. I found him looking at me with bewildered eyes.
"I need a drink, man…" I said while heading inside and he was following.
After taking two shots of vodka, I closed my eyes for a while.
"Bro, what happened?? I can see that you are clearly pissed at something.."
"Yes, I am pissed at myself… I have no idea why I am doing this… I was already freaking inside with the show she gave along with her ex or current boyfriend, when she wanted me to cancel my engagement… then she dared to ask questions to me… who does she think she is?? "
"Hm… I could guess that you are referring
