The next few days. Both Dylan's and Marie's mentions was being filled with messages. Both putting twitter on silent so they could focus on other things. 
Since sending that message to the person. Neither of them at seen her. Which was good for them both. 
Dylan still needed to speak to his friends about the stuff Marie had raised with him. 
They hadn't been round since the twitter incident but that didn't mean anything. 
                              Marie was busy doing some things. When his friends turned up. Dylan had asked them to pop round at a time. As he needed to speak to them and best done in person. 
"So mate what is it you need to speak to us about? Did Marie really send a message to Eli telling her to back off?" Sam said. 
"Yes she did. And she has every right to. Marie is my wife you know". Dylan said. 
"Yes we know. Ok so we are all here what's going on? Is This about the recent hate comments online?" Suzzie said. 
"No. Nothing to do with that". Dylan said. 
The friends was puzzled as they all sat down.
"Ok. Marie has asked me to speak to you all about just walking in. And turning up with letting one of us". Dylan said. 
"And the problem is?" Sam said. 
"Marie, is from England. That is classed as rude. Just walking into someone homes without being invited in and not letting one of us know is also rude. Look guys. I'm a married man now. I'm not single no more. And I have to also respect my wife. And she doesn't like it people just walking in and not letting know you're coming. So please. When you do come round. Knock on the door. Don't just walk in. And maybe let me know your coming before hand. As I've been wanting to spend some time with Just my wife. And well I can't. My life isn't the same it was two months ago. Guys". Dylan said. 
"Oh ok. So we will text you to see if it's ok?" Sam said. 
"Yes. It's not just me here now. So a lot of things will change. Now I'm married". Dylan said. 
Marie was a sleep. Due to a bad head. So she wasn't even listening to anything that was being said. 
"You know if we have children a lot more things will change as well". Dylan said. 
"Wow mate. Your planning on starting a family. A bit soon ain't it?" Sam said. 
"I don't see why it is. We both want the same things. Another reason we are making are marriage work. I don't intend on not being a father for ever". Dylan said. 
"Ok. Does Marie know this?" Suzzie said. 
"Yes". Dylan said. 
                              They sat there talking with Dylan telling them some house rules now that he was married man. His friends was taken a back by this. But they had to either respect this or not. He made it more than clear to them that stuff had changed. He wasn't a kid anymore. Nor was he a teenager. He was an adult and he now was making a life for himself with his wife. 
                              Soon his friends had left. Dylan went to check on Marie was who still a sleep. He laid down beside her, making sure not to wake up. She moved and he let her move into his arms. 
Her head was still pretty bad. The medication had made her sleepy.
                              Marie wrapped her arm around his waist as Dylan allowed her too. Rubbing her back as she slept. He was worried about her this bad head taking it's time to go away.
                              ******
                              The following morning Marie was feeling a lot better. She was a wake and up before Dylan. Feeling hungry she decided to make some breakfast. 
Marie was in the kitchen when Dylan walked in wrapped his arms around her waist. Marie jumped a bit but soon relaxed. 
"Morning. You feeling better?" Dylan said. 
"I am yes". Marie said turning around in his arms and smiling at him. 
"Good. Because you scared me". Dylan said. Marie ran her hands throw his hair. 
"Sorry I scared you. Didn't mean to. My heads get bad I should have warned you". Marie said. 
"No, no it's ok, we are married though so sharing things is what married couples do". Dylan said. 
"I know". Marie said. Has she carried on cooking breakfast. Dylan helped as the two sat down for breakfast. 
Chatting away as they eat.
                              **
                              Later that afternoon. Marie was scrolling throw her time line on twitter. She hadn't been on there for a while.  She liked a lot of tweets to do with Dylan. And some pictures as well. Some fans was still very confused on the whole marriage situation. 
Dylan was in the living room. Working at the table going throw stuff. Marie gave him some space to do this. 
Marie couldn't help but laugh at a lot of the comments she retweeted some. Sending some fans into a frenzy. When they realised it was Dylan's wife who had liked and retweeted a lot of there tweets. 
                              Marie looked at the time. She heard footsteps. And looked to see Dylan standing there. 
"Hey, all done?" Marie said. 
"Yes and no. Are you ok?" Dylan said. 
Sitting next to her. Marie looked at him again. 
"I'm fine. Just having a look on twitter. A lot of people still talking about you and me. Some nice pictures of you mind you". Marie said. Saving the pictures. Dylan put his arm around her and pulled her into him. She moved and cuddled into his side. Looking up at him. 
"What's wrong?" Marie said. 
"Nothing. I've been sat at that table for hours. I just want to spend a bit of time with you". Dylan said. 
"Well I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. And I know you have some important scripts to read. That's why I thought I would stay out of your way while you read them". Marie said. 
"Nothing is more important than you. And you don't need to keep out of my way ok". Dylan said. Rubbing her arm. Marie closed her eyes. 
"Ok. I will let you know I'm still here. So you don't forget". Marie said. Smirking a bit. 
"Ha ha,  so what do you want for dinner?" Dylan said. 
"I haven't given much thought. Wouldn't mind spaghetti Bolognese". Marie said. 
"That does sound ideal. We have the stuff. Maybe we can make it together?" Dylan said. 
"Why not". Marie said. 
Putting her phone in her bag. She and Dylan went off into the kitchen. 
                              Both preparing the food. Marie couldn't help but watch her husband. She could tell he loved to cook. She was watching him from behind. Couldn't help but admire the man she married. He did look good from behind. His arse, back every thing. She knew she was a lucky women. Being married to him. Her mind started thinking all sorts. 
Dylan turned around to see his wife looking at him. 
"Like something!" Dylan said. 
Marie couldn't help but blush. As Dylan walked to her. Standing in front of her. 
"Just admiring the man I married from behind". Marie said. Blushing. Dylan lift her face. And softly kissed her. She kissed him back, the feeling rushing throw there bodies. She moved her hands down his back, squeezing his arse. He did the same to her pulling her closer to him. 
They soon broke the kiss, they didn't want to. But they needed air. 
"Erm Dylan the food". Marie said. 
"Oh shit". Dylan said. 
The food was ok. Marie couldn't help but laugh a bit. He winked at her. Making her blush again. And that feeling returned  her body was like on fire. She wanted him to do more than just kiss her. 
She knew she would have to drop hints to him. Hoping he would pick up on them.
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Dylan O'Brien story's. On hold
FanfictionThis will be about Dylan himself. Plus his character Mitch Rapp. Warning. These stories will have adult themes! I don't own Dylan or his character. Or anyone in it. Other characters are my own. Created by me.
 
                                           
                                               
                                                  