Hey, I'm with you ok?Always-Dylan O'brien
I dance happily around the kitchen. to the music playing from my phone. I flip the bacon over and start buttering the toast. I’m swaying my hips to the music only in my underwear and an old shirt of Dylans he gave me to sleep in, when large, muscular arms wrap around my waist restricting my movements. He pushes my messy hair away from my neck and leaves small open kisses there. I lean back against him. A slow song comes on and i start moving my hips again, at a slower pace. I hear him let out a breath of air and it blows against my neck making me shiver.
“I really don’t want to leave now!” he whispers. I whip my head around to face him and he is fully dressed. I furrow my eyebrows confused and cross my arms.
“where are you going?” i say. He bites his lip as he looks at me so i pull the top down a little.
“My publicist just called, i have to go out with Britt today, speaking of, i got to go. I’m going to be late and tonight I’m going to the premiere for scorch trials, you still ok to go with Holland?” he says in a rush. I look down for a second then look back up at him with tears in my eyes. He grabs my face but i push his hands away. He looks at me hurt. I sigh angrily.
“no! it’s not ok! I can’t keep doing this… I can’t be secretly in a relationship with you when the world thinks your with britt. Everyday i see people on twitter, instagram, facebook, tumblr… who all ‘ship’ you and britt. I could never compete with her. I think it’s best if we just separate. By time you come home tonight, I’ll be gone. It’s ok.” I say, fighting through the tears dancing out of my eyes. He is crying to.
“hey i’m with you ok? always.” he whispers.
“no! I can’t keep hiding. If i’m with you, i want to be with you not waiting for you to come from a date with some other beautiful woman pretending your together…” i shout. He flinches.
“look i’m going to get in trouble, i need to go. Just, please stay i can’t lose you yet!” he yanks his hair frustrated. I look away staring out of the window. I hear the door opening and closing. I collapse on the floor sobbing. If he doesn’t love me enough to be with me publicly i can’t be with him at all.
I call Holland and she tells me to go to her house as soon as possible. So i get dressed. As soon as I arrive i break down in her arms . I end up falling asleep on her couch. She wakes me up around 2.
“come on, we’ve got to get ready” she says excitedly. I huff.
“as if i’m going now…” she tuts.
“of course you are. Show him what he’s missing! we can get all beautied up and if we see him, we won’t bat an eye at him ok babe? show him how strong you are!” she gives me a pep talk. Therefore we start getting ready.
We are ready by 6 and we get in the car. Holland’s phone is ringing non stop with calls from Dylan, on my behalf she ignores them. We hear loud screams and know we have arrived at the premiere.
It’s not long until we are ushered out of the car and are faced with everyone. The screams get louder when they see Holland and me, I’m not famous but the I’m pretty well known because I hang out with the cast of Teen Wolf and Maze Runner.
We walk along the carpet and go over to some interviewers when we hear everybody screaming again, the loudest than they have the entire time - Dylan… and Britt. I look at Holland panicked but she just smiles and holds my hand. I feel a tap on my shoulder and i turn apprahensively in case it’s Dylan, but it’s not it’s Thomas. My smile widens and i hug him, squeezing him tightly. He laughs.
“hi, where’s Dyl?” he says still smiling. My face falls.
“He’s over there, with Britt.” i whisper near the end. He nods understandingly. I don’t even need to tell him he just knows. We turn towards Dylan and he’s staring at us, jealousy swimming in his eyes. I smile sadly and he huffs. He turns towards Britt and says something then walks towards us taking large steps.
“Dyl what are you doing?” i ask him when he reaches us.
“something I should have done from the very beginning” with that he grabs my face with one hand and my waist with the other, pulling me towards him and crashing our lips together. I instantly kiss back forgetting about the camera’s which are all pointed towards us. Or Holland’s squeals of joy. Or that our secret is now official. We just kiss and i enjoy every second.
“i love you. Always.” he whispers, his forehead pressed against mine.
“Always” i smile.