Dylan O'Brien Imagines

The break up Pt.2 (D.O'B) angst+fluff

We sat there talking for almost three hours before we decided to go to a nearby park.
We walked there, talking about anything and everything.
Soon enough we've been catching up for nearly five hours.

"I know this is super early but, there's a party tonight at one of my friend's house and i would love it if you came with me?" Dylan asked as we made our way back to the café

"I'd love to." I happily accepted .

"Awesome! I'll pick you up at six." He said, hugging me tightly as we said goodbye.

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I went straight home and started to figure out what the hell I was going to wear. Considering its a party and there's probably going to be ton of hot guys and girls there, I wanted to wear something revealing, but not over the top slutty.

After about twenty minutes of deciding, I finally found the perfect outfit. I hung it up on my closet door before making my way into the bathroom to have a nice relaxing bath before getting ready.

Before I knew it, it was already 4 pm and I needed to get ready. I made my way out of the bath, blow drying my hair, doing my makeup and getting dressed.
Lastly I put on my shoes, along with a necklace and my favorite perfume.

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Dylan finally arrived at my door, knocking a few times to let me know he was there.
I grabbed my purse and headed out.
As I opened my front door, Dylan stood there with a bouquet of flowers, looking like a star stuck idiot when he saw me.

"Y/N, you look- you look breath takingly beautiful." He said after catching his breath.
"You don't look too bad yourself Mr. O'Brien." I responded, a smirk forming on my face.

This reminded me of our dates. He'd always show up with a bouquet of flowers, looking me up and down and complimenting me. He'd have a glint in his eyes. A glint that slowly faded after a few years.
I never thought that I would see it again, but a hint of it was in his eyes when I opened the door tonight. It didn't matter though. I'm going to use this party as an opportunity to get layed and get over him.

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When we arrived, Dylan made sure to introduce me to everyone. That was a mistake on his part.

As the night went on, I made a few friends, got the slightest bit drunk and started flirting with anyone that would come my way. At first it was to help me get over Dylan, then I saw the way his jaw clenched each time each time I would giggle at a guy's joke, or touch his arm or hand. He was getting more pissed off and I was getting more motivated to see just how far I can push him.

The final staw came when I kissed a guy. We were in the middle of making out when I felt a pair of arms grab me around my waist, spin me around throw me over his shoulder. I soon came to realize it was Dylan.

He walked outside, with me over his shoulder, his arm right beneath my ass as he made his way to his car.
Once we arrived he put me into the passenger seat, put my seatbelt on and made his way around to the drivers side.

"What the hell is your problem?" I asked once he got in. He didnt say anything. Silently starting the car and driving me home.

When we arrived I got out as soon as possible, making my way to the front door and unlocking it. Before I could close the door however, Dylan pushed it open, stepping inside before he closed the door and locked it.

"What the fuck is your problem, Dylan?" I asked annoyed

"My problem? You're the slut that flirted with everyone at the party and made out with some random guy!" Dylan yelled

"You don't get to call me a slut!" I yelled back

"Oh yeah and why's that."

"Because we broke up. Which also means that you really have no reason to be jealous!" I yelled as made my way to my room

"I'm not jealous!" Dylan yelled, following me

"Sure as fuck looks like it!"

"You're an insufferable bitch you know that." Dylan yelled, closing my bedroom door once we got inside.

"And you're a cock sucking bitch boy!"

"Real mature Y/N! Real fucking mature!

"God! This is why I'm happy we broke up!" I yelled. It was bullshit but right now I just wanted to hurt him anyway I know how.

"You know you can't lie to me Y/N. You've been just as miserable as I've been." Dylan spoke, his tone a lot softer than before.

We just stood there, silently waiting for the other to speak.

"I still love you Y/N." He whispered breathlessly

"Don't say that." I pleaded

"Why not? Its true."

"If its true then you had no reason to put me through all that pain." I spoke.

"I had no choice." Dylan said, stepping closer to me.

"Yes you did. You always have a choice." Tears began forming in my eyes.

"Baby-"

"Don't call me that. You don't get to call me that. Dylan I'm begging you. Tell my why you did it." I begged

"I was afraid of hurting you, ironically that's exactly what ended up happening. I started pulling away from you, I hoped it soften the blow."

"Well it didn't."

"Y/N, I am so, so sorry. I have never stopped loving you for even a single second. Please just give me another chance to prove myself."

"Why now?"

"I don't know why know, I just- I saw you with those guys and each time I wished it was me. I wanted that guy you where kissing to be me." Tears started to form in his eyes too and without a single hesitation in my mind, I lunged forward and kissed him.
His arms immediately wrapped around my body, pulling me even closer.

"I'll never let you go again." He promised.

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