Secrets and Lies (Dylan O'Brien fan fic)

Part 10

After an hour of Holland fiddling with my, long, wavy brown hair, experimenting many different lip colours and pretty much tearing a part my entire wadrobe, we are finally ready to go to Dylan's party.

Tpose is downstairs talking to Tyler H about boyish type things that us girls will probably never understand. I swear every five minuets one of them yells, standing at the bottom of the stairs if we are ready yet and now finally we are. 

Holland, Chrystal and I walk out of my bedroom and stand at the top of the stairs. Holland walks down first, with her strawberry blonde hair flowing, evenly behind her. Her hair is down in lose curls and she has a small braid running through the top of her hair. She wears a black mini dress with white heels. Tyler H and Tpose whistle at her and she smirks at them, while showing small hints of happiness. 

Chrystal walks down next, smilling widely. Her dark brown hair is up in a tight, high pony tail and is deadly straight. She wears a dark blue tight dress, paired with white heels. When she reaches the bottom of the stairs she jumps into tposey's arms and she giggles loudly. The look on tpose's face when he look at Chrystal is priceless and someday I want a boy to look at me that way. Their relationship is nothing far from perfect. 

Now it's my turn to walk down these deadly stairs, that like to trip me. Not to mention I'm wearing black heels and a tight red dress that I can barley breathe in. I never usually wear High heels because I can't walk in them very well and I'm already clumsy enough on flats but Holland and Chrystal insisted I wear them. My face is full of make up and it feels like I'm back at the age of five and just got a full face, face paint. My hair is down, left natural and my bangs are clipped back to the side of my head. I take a deep breath and begin to walk down the stairs. I feel like a model, eyes peering up at me, jaws dropping, the way my steps are even and the way my face is frozen with a smile. I do, I feel like a real model until I'm a few steps from the ground and trip on my own feet and land in Tyler H's arms. Note to self: Don't wear heels ever again while walking down a flite of stairs. 

"Nice fall." Tyler smirks as he stands me back on my own feet. "Nice catch." I smirk back, dusting myself off. "Ok is it just me or this a really bad idea?" Tposey asks, staring at me concerned. "No Dylan is going to be so jealous and Ava will be fine, as long as she walks slowly and watched where she is going." Holland squeals, brushing my hair back neatly. "Ok then. Well I think you girls look beautiful." Says Tyler.H and Tposey in unison. "You guys arn't so bad yourself." I say, smilling at them. "We do try." Tposey teases and with that we all leave my house and head up the street to Dylan's. 

It's much later now, around 6:00pm and my parents sent me text saying they won't be back until the morning now and that they expect me to be studying. I said that I was....Mhm I feel slightly evil. Once we are inside the party we all flood our seperate ways. Tpose and Chrystal head straight to the dance floor, Tyler H goes over and chats to some of his mates sitting over on a couch and Holland sits over by the bar, talking and flirting with guys. Then there is me who is standing near the door, alone, looking like a complete idiot. I decide to flip out my phone and pretend to text someone, just so I look less like a loser. I then grab a drink and turn around to see Dylan dancing with Sophie. Dylan O'Brien with his oh so perfect hair, dreamy brown eyes, perfect jawline and cheeky smile is dancing with the stupid Sophie Woods.

Anger rushes through my body as I continue to stare at them. Dylan kissed me and now he's dancing with his girlfriend, pretending nothing ever happened. If he wasn't so damn cute, maybe I wouldn't be so angry. I decide to put my plan into operation, time to make Dylan jealous. Whether it works or whether it doesn't I don't care.

I skull down the last part of my beer and walk over to a boy standing alone. I approach him and he looks at me, with wide blue eyes. "Hi I'm Ava." I scream over the loud pounding music, while tapping my foot in time. "I'm Noah!" The boy screams back and I turn my head to the dance floor. "Lets dance!" I yell, while taking this boy Noah's hand, pulling him towards Dylan and Sophie. 

Noah stands in front of me and we start moving in time to the loud pumping music, meters away from Dylan and Sophie. I glare at them to see what they're doing and manage to lock eye contact with Dylan and I quickly turn away. I grab Noah's hands and place them on my waist as we dance. He hesiates at first but then relaxes and just goes with it. I then see Dylan places his hands on Sophie's waist....Is he copying me?! 

I keep dancing and so does Dylan, as we occassionaly trade angry stares accross at each other. I run my fingers through Noah's dirty blonde hair and he has an awkward expression flash over his face but keeps moving intime with the music. Things begin to move faster and it feels like I'm in a dance battle with Dylan too. He's trying to make me jealous too, ah I can't believe that guy. 

Dylan suddely leans in and kisses Sophie passionately on the lips, staring at me the entire time. Anger bubble up inside of me and I turn to face Noah who is looking at me with hints of fear in his eyes. "You're not going to make me kiss you too, are you?" Noah asks, nudging his head over to Dylan and Sophie. I don't say anything, mainly because I don't really know what to say, I'm completley confused right now. "Listen Ava, Isn't it?" Noah says and I nod slowly. "I think you're a beautiful girl but you're not my type. I like boys." He says and the awkwardness shoots through the roof and I find my cheeks going super red. "Oh um I'm  really sorry. I just-uh didn't. see the-" I begin to say but get cut of by Noah. "You like Dylan, he clearly likes you so talk to him, instead of trying to make each other heaps jealous." Noah says and he then leaves me in the middle of the dance flaw, next to Dylan and Sophie. I did not expect those words to come out of Noah's mouth. I look back over to Dylan and Sophie, making out and Dylan is flashing glances at me. I can't take it anymore! Tears run down my face and I barge out the door and onto the front porch. I sit down and sob into my knees, only to see someone had followed me.

(A/N: Won't have time right now to edit this once so please excuse the terrible grammar :)

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