Secrets and Lies (Dylan O'Brien fan fic)

Part 8

Ava's point of veiw:

I wake up confused. I'm not in my own room and someone's strong arms are around my torso, with out fingers laced together...Dylan. I must have fallen asleep and he decided to take me to his apartment last night. 

I try to get up but Dylan's arm's are too tight and don't allow me to move. I tap his shoulder gently, trying to get his wake him up but he doesn't even move, so I slap him a bit too hard across the face and instantly his cheeks turn red and he lets go, groaning while covering his face. "Omg I didn't mean to hit you that hard, I swear. I was trying to wake you up." I say quickly, holding a hand to my mouth. "Jesus Christ Styles, that's quite a slap." He says in his cute, muffled morning voice, groaning again.

I spring up from the bed and enter the bathroom, wetting a small towel with water and then squezzing it out so it's only damp. I then walk over to the bed and sit down across from Dylan. "Move your hand away from your face and don't move." I say softly, locking eye contact with Dylan. Dylan does as I say and I press the cold, damp towel to edge of Dylan's jawline and he winces sligtly and I can feel his face tense but then it begins to relax. "Gee it's really red. Again I'm so sorry." I say, while still dabbing the towel across his face. Dylan doesn't say anything and I can feel his cold eyes on me.

I remove the towel from his face and turn my eyes until they lock onto his. A small smile appears on his face and I let out a small giggle. "What?" I say, staring at my trembling hands. "Nothing, I just like staring at beautiful girls." He says and with that I raise my head, my smile faded and an awkward expression appears on my face. This was one of the first compliments Dylan had ever given to me, I'm used to insults from him, so I don't know how to react. "I-I'm not beautiful, I'm not beautiful." I studder and look back down at my hands, blushing the slightest bit. Dylan lifts up my chin with his fingers and he stares back into my emerald green eyes. "Maybe you just don't look at yourself, long enough to notice." Dylan says with a smooth and clear voice. Before I can even have time to react, I'm interrupted by Dylan's soft lips smashing into mine. I pull away quickly and anger fills my eyes as I remember Dylan is now apparently dating Sophie Woods. 

'Oh crap, I shouldn't have done that." Dylan says, regret filling his eyes. "No you shouldn't but you did." I say as anger and hurt rises up within me. "Ah can we just pretend that never happened? I don't want to ruin my chances with Sophie." I get up from his bed and tears start spilling down my cheeks. How could he ask me to forget it? When it was a kiss from Dylan freaking O'Brien, the guy I've liked since I could remember. but only now started to admit it to myself. It's bad enough he's dating someone else but the fact he has to kiss me and ask me to forget it? "Ava why are you crying? It didn't mean anything and no one has to know, so neither of us will get in trouble." He says and all I feel is anger. "God damnit Dylan you really don't get it, do you? Jesus Christ you're such a jerk! I thought you had changed but I was sadly mistaken." I yell and I run out of his house, not letting him even have time to reply. I run to my house (which is in the same street as Dylan's) and I get to my room and slam the door and cry. That kiss ment something to me and now he wants me to pretend it never happened. 

I let out all my emotions and cry. I thought he liked me back, I really don't get him. I suddenly feel my chest tighten, my airways blocked. My head is pounding and I begin to panick. No no no! Not a panick attack. I gasp for air and try as hard as I can to focus on my breathing but it's too hard, I can't even focus on my own life. Two figures burst through the door and pick up my limp body and black spots fill my eyes before I can see who they are. 

(A/N It's kind of dramtic but I think it makes it more interesting. I'll update soon, Love you :)