Dylan O'Brien imagines

The Script (Dylan)

He was always kind of there for me now that I think of it. Dylan. I mean he helped me get the job on teen wolf. He helped me get on the map.

The thing most people didn't know is that we were the best of friends. Two peas in a pod. Only I wanted that to be more.

I watched as Dylan threw on a flannel to play the role of Stiles Stilinski. He waved and smiled at me across the room. I repeated the gesture and turned to another good friend of mine, Holland.

She moved her strawberry-blonde hair back into a ponytail as she sat on the couch next to me. "Did you read the script for this season?" She asked me showing a smile.

"Just for the next two episodes." I replied shifting in the seat.

Holland still had a smile on her face looking more mischievous now than ever. "What?" I questioned her as she still sat their trying her best not to smile. "What are you hiding from me?"

"Holy shit!" Tyler had just ran out of his dressing room and frantically made his way towards the two of us. "Y/n read this!" He handed me this season's script holding in a loud laugh.

As my eyes scanned the pages I noticed that Stiles and my character had a scene together. To be more specific a very intimate scene that included: taking off clothes and such.

"No!"

"Yes!" Holland and Tyler said in unison.

"No!"

"Yes!" They shouted even louder.

"Hey guys what's going on?" Dylan had made his way over to the three of us curiously.

Tyler took an arm and placed it around him. "Just discussing Y/n's character." He stated messing Dylan's hair up.

"Hey!" Before he could grab Tyler he had ran away stealthily.

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"Seriously tell me why live been acting so weird lately!" Dylan whined as I sat myself on his living room couch. Shaking my head I can see I made him even more eager to find out.

Deciding that I had to get it over with someday I began to speak. "Go grab your script." I told him nervously.

Dylan left the room only to return quickly with the large packet of paper. He handed it to me quickly so I could find the page. "Here." I handed it to him still holding my place on the couch.

"Holy sh-"

"Yeah."

"No-"

"Yeah." I didn't dare to make eye contact with him, too embarrassed for what he might think of me.

Dylan was still flipping pages as he sat down next to me. "This is amazing!" My head snapped up.

"Did you read the right part?"

"I sure did." He chucked his eyes still glued to the paper.

"Then why-"

Before I could finish my question Dylan had smashed him lips to mine. Taken aback by his motion I pulled away. "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry." Dylan stood up hastily.

"No- I-"

"Why did I do that- uhm- Y/n please forgive me-"

"Dylan-"

"Please-"

"Dylan!" I shouted tired of his stammering. He looked at me and stiffened his body. "I was gonna say that we should probably do that again." A smirk lingered upon his lips as he threw himself at me once more.

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