Dylan O'Brien imagines

The script (part 3 Dylan)

Sorry I posted this without knowing it was done. THIS ONE IS THOOOO

You guys request, I do...

My heart stopped. My lungs filled with choppy air causing me to cough. "Oh my god, are you okay?" I put my hand on Dylan's arm as I finished the last breath of pain.

My eyes were watery as I looked back up at Dylan. "You love me?" I could feel his muscles tense in his arm as I removed my hand.

He looked at the floor and smiled a sad smile. "I really do." I could feel my cheeks burning red. "I love you so much Y/n, that it honestly hurts my heart."

"You're not the only one..." Dylan shot his head up at me before pressing his lips back onto mine.

I could hear footsteps behind me but I ignored them. "Guys we have the scene you can stop prac- oh- uhm..." My lips kept moving on Dylan's as we ignored the uncomfortable man behind us.

Dylan pulled away and looked at him. "Uh... Hey Jeff." He smiled an awkward smile that only made me burst out laughing.

"I'll leave you alone," he shut the door to "Stiles'" bedroom, "Don't contaminate the bed!" Dylan's face was closer to red than mine ever was. He smiled at me and just a stared.

"Are we doing this?" I asked moving my hand on top of his making him twitch. "I would do anything to make 'us' work." Dylan smiled. "I want this."

"Me too." His voice was barely audible. I had only noticed that his hands were already placed on either side of my face. Our lips inches away from being connected. Both of our eyes were glossy and his lips- they were just so tempting. So I kissed him.

I positioned myself so I could sit on his lap as I moved my hands roughly through his hair. He let out a moan leaning his head back. A short laugh escaped out of my mouth as I crawled off of him.

Dylan just sat on the bed, his jaw hanging open. His eyes looking like they had just seen a mythical creature. "C- can I take you out tonight?" He asked catching his breath.

"Where to?" I had a superior feeling now that I finally knew I was intimidating to Dylan. My attitude had a slightly enticing kick to it. I raised my eyebrow.

"Um- I- a place?-"

"Dylan, for the love of God!" I heard Tyler behind the door. My hand grasped the knob as I swung it open and he tumbled to the floor. "Oh hey guys."

Holland was standing behind him trying to hold in her laugh. Her cheeks burned red as she ran down the stairs crying from laughter.

"So it's official?" Tyler asked, still laying on the carpeted floor.

Dylan smirked. "Yes T-Pose, it's official." He grabbed my waist and kissed the top of my head. "And it will stay that way for a long time." My heart for the hundredth time that day fluttered as though we were always meant for each other. I love Dylan.

Sorry I accidentally posted this when I didn't finish this I hate myself. Well I love you.

Bye bros!

-Anna