Dylan O'brien Imagines//Requests are closed for now

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I got out of my car and started walking to Mitch's house. Me and Mitch have been friends for a year or so. We met in a training centre. I was there because of something that happened to me. Mitch never told me about why he was there. That leads me to now.

I walked up Mitch's driveway. Knocking on the door I heard a rustling sound and then nothing. "That son of a bitch is hiding from me." "Mitch, open the door." I said while knocking again. Nothing. "Mitch, open the fucking door. I know you're in. I heard you." I heard a sigh and then locks being turned. The door opened revealing Mitch with a guilty look on his face.

"Why didn't you answer?" "Because I was just about to leave." "Leave? To do what? Where are you going?" "Just to the shops." "Oh, well I'll come with you then." "No!...I mean, it's okay. You probably have stuff to do. I'll call you later." Mitch said in a rush before closing his door, giving me a hug and walking off to his car. "Liar." I muttered under my breath walking to my car as Mitch drove off, me not far behind him.

Mitch drove for about an hour before he stopped outside an abandoned building. I followed him in keeping my distance.

Walking into one of the rooms I heard Mitch stop making me stop just outside of it. "Finally, you're here Rapp." A voice said which I knew all to well. "Sorry Sir, I got caught up." "This better be the last time you get 'caught up.'" Just as Stan said that I leaned forward to get a better look but ended up making the floor boards creak. "Shit." I whispered quickly turning back so they wouldn't see me. "Did anyone follow you?" Stan questioned, clearly looking over in the direction where I was. "No, not that I know of." "One second." Stan whispered but I still heard.

Not knowing what to do and hearing Stan walk my way I decide to fight.

Yes I know Stan. He's my assassin trainer and this would be a good chance to fight him. I just hope I don't die...

Stan came around the corner and I knocked his feet from under him. He fell to the floor giving me the chance to climb on top of him and punch him in the face. "Got you Stany."I said, using the nickname I gave him.

Moving my hair so he could get a better look at me, he scoffed but chuckled. "I should have known it was you. You're always getting into others people's business." Getting off Stan and putting my hand out to help him up, Mitch was just looking at us with a probably shocked expression. "Stan who is this?" Mitch questioned. Realising that I had had my back to Mitch this whole time, I turned around revealing my face. Mitch's eyes raised as the look of shocked turned into surprise then confusion.

Too many expressions if you ask me.

"Y/N? W-what are you doing here? How do you know Stan?" "Well, when I came to your house I knew something was up so I decided to follow you, that's why I'm here. And I know Stan because...because I'm an assassin too." "Wait, you're an assassin too? How long?" "5 years." "Why didn't you tell me?" Mitch asked sort of softly as he came closer to me and Stan. "Well it's not really a normal conversation starter is it. 'Oh, by the way, I'm an assassin.' Plus, you didn't tell me you were one either." "Right..." Mitch said nodding in agreement.

Suddenly Stan's phone started ringing making me and Mitch looking over to him. "One second." He said before leaving the room. "So, how long have you been an assassin?"I asked. "1 year." "How come you became one?" I questioned. "Umm...I had a girlfriend. Her name was Katrina. We went to Ibiza and I proposed to her. She said yes and I was so glad, I loved her with my whole heart. After she said yes I went to go get some drinks. That's when...that's when these terrorist came onto the beach. They started shooting everyone they could. I found Katrina and as I was running to her she got shot in the shoulder. She was still alive...then...then another guy came along and shot her again. This time in the head..." "Oh my, Mitch I'm so sorry." "It's okay...anyways, what about you?" "Right, so-" "Hey guys, I have to get going. There's a meeting so I can't talk to you today Mitch. It's best if you guys go just incase anything happens. Be careful Y/N." "Yes Stan, I will be. Cross my heart and hope to die...wow, that was a terrible thing to say, especially coming from someone in my line of work..." Stan just chuckled and walked off leaving me and Mitch alone again. "So...I became an assassin because...because I lost my daughter in a terrorist attack." "Oh, Y/N I'm really sorry. That...that must have been so hard." "It's okay. It hurts but I'm okay. Anyways, I'd best get going. Don't want to disobey Stan." I said chuckling, Mitch doing the same. "See you later Mitchy." I said smiling before leaving the building myself.