When the door swings open, Dylan appears in nothing but sweats. His upper half is bare and his eyes widen at me. I push past him and enter, not caring whether Malia was here or not.
"Lydia," He breathes out.
"Please tell me you meant this." I hold the letter up to him.
"Lydia-"I cut him off.
"Please, tell me that this is true and that you didn't write this as some sick joke. Please.. just tell me you love me." I close my eyes, waiting for him to say something. I feel his presence near, the heat radiating off of his body. I open my eyes and his stare deeply into mine.
His hand goes around my waist and he pulls me into him, holding my body tight against his. He brings his lips inches from mine, brushing them lightly together.
"Lydia, I meant it," He whispers, trailing his lips down to my jaw line. " I love you." I finally hear him say it after months of waiting. It's not what I pictured, only better.
"Say it again." I moan as his lips latch onto the sweet spot behind my ear.
"I, Dylan O'Brien, am madly in love with you, Lydia Martin." His lips crush onto mine.
Lydia was a girl who just moved to New York for a job offer. She accepts it and becomes the new P.A. to the one and only Dylan O'Brien. When they meet, they both feel a click but choose to ignore it.
There are only three things stopping them from being together.
They say love conquers all. Will that silly old saying work for these two? Read to find out.