Secrets and Lies (Dylan O'Brien fan fic)

Part 15

(A/N: Hello my lovelies. A few of you said you wanted me to continue this fanfic as well as the other one, so that's what I'll be doing. I may not be able to update as regularly on each story but I will try my absolute best. Sorry for the wait and I hope you enjoy this part)

---Ava's POV----

Dylan stops the car after about twenty minuets of driving. We arrive at what looks to be a carnival ground, except the carnival is long gone. All that's left is a giant Ferris wheel that must stay here all year round. There's not a person in site and all that lays behind the Ferris wheel is a long, still lake.

I turn to look over at Dylan and he smiles. "Um Dylan? Why are we here?"

"You'll see." He smirks, not taking his eyes of mine.

"You're not going to murder me are you? I mean no ones here, good distance from civilisation and quite frankly no one knows where here." I chuckle.

"I'm not going to kill you. Well..." He laughs and i playfully punch him in the arm.

"You better watch it O'Brien."

We get out of the car and head over to the large Ferris wheel, hand in hand. Dylan walks with one hand gripping mine and the other loosely, hanging in the left pocket of his jeans. His cheeky and incredibly goofy smile never seems to leave his gentle face.

We eventually come to a stop at the bottom of the Ferris wheel. Dylan turns around and smiles at me. "Ready?" He asks, clear excitement in his voice.

"Ready for what?" I ask, completely oblivious to what was about to happen.

He reaches for a handle on the latter, attached to the edge of the Ferris wheel and begins climbing higher and higher.

"Dylan what the hell are you doing?!" I scream, hesitating whether I should follow or not.

"Trust me, life a little Styles!" He screams back, as he stops and turns his head to face mine.

I don't say anything. I just stare at the metal bars in front of me, questioning whether Dylan's sober or not. Or if maybe he's just mental....yeah he's just mental.

"Oh. Oh I'm sorry. Are you too afraid?" Dylan asks in a mocking tone.

"Falling from a giant Ferris wheel and plunging to my painful, lonely death? Yeah that scares me a little bit."

Dylan just smirks and continues to climb up the Ferris wheel and I do something that surprises me. I place my hands on the latter and steady my feet, within seconds I'm climbing up the side of the Ferris wheel with Dylan only a few steps ahead of me. This is such a stupid idea.

After about ten minuets of climbing, we reach the very top. The high, unsafe and utterly terrifying top. As far as I know, I'm not really scared of heights but when you're on the top of the Ferris wheel, with no harness or not inside one of the cages, I'm terrified.

Dylan jumps into the top cage and turns to face me.

"I didn't think you'd come." He smirks.

"Shut up and help me in. It's scary as your face up here."

"Ouch." Dylan smiles, placing a hand to his chest as if to fake being hurt.

Dylan grabs my hand and I slowly fall into the cage and grab onto him tightly. I then bury my head in his chest, terrified of looking down because the fear of falling is something I'm feeling a lot of now.

"Ava." Dylan whispers, gently moving my face up to meet his.

"Look."

I turn around and look out across the horizon. The sun has fully rose and the grass sways gently down below us. The lake water is incredibly still, that you can barley see it's even there. A few birds fly by, some level with us and some just below us. The soft wind blows back my brown, wavy hair and the warm sun evenly soaks into my pale skin. The city below us looks tiny. My whole life I grew up thinking I was just a tiny speck in this large town but now I get to experience it from looking down at it, it's tiny compared to the rest of the world, it's ordinary but yet so beautiful at the same time.

I turn back around to face Dylan who immediately locks his eyes with mine.

"It's beautiful, isn't it? His voice is soft but still raspy and his face is unreadable and gentle.

"It's amazing."

"When I just needed a break from feeling like nothing so special, when I felt isolated and small, I'd come up here. The world seems so much less scary when you can see it all."

I find Myself in a complete trance. His voice makes me feel like the best thing in the world, no matter how cheesy that may sound, it's the truth and I can't pick any other words to describe it.

A strand of hair falls over my face and Dylan brushes it back, causing a smile to break lose onto my face.

Dylan leans in and kisses me. His lips are soft and far from chapped. Each movement he makes sends shivers through my body and I find myself craving his presence, craving his touch. Our lips move is a perfect sync and for once is my messed up life, I feel okay, I feel like everything may just be alright.

Dylan pulls back and uses his right hand to cup the left side of my face.

"I think I love you." He says and I could almost swear my heartbeat stopped for a second.

"Dylan....." I say, unsure of what to say.

"No. I love you. I know we're only young and we don't know anything about love. I know bad times are inevitable and I know you're scared, okay? I'm scared and I am in love you, Ava Styles........Sorry."

"Dylan?"

"Mhm." He mumbles back.

"I love you more then SpongeBob."

His smile grows ten times the size that it was, making it too large for his complex face.

"Now that, must be a lot." He chuckles and leans in to kiss me again.

He pulls back and says, "oh and happy birthday you crazy nutter."

"Hey!" I laugh. "You're just Lucky you're cute."

"Damn right." He laughs and we kiss once again, awakening the nervous butterflies in my stomach.

I don't know what love feels like, I'm only seventeen but holy crap If it feels anything like the way I feel right now, I want it to last forever. Dylan makes me feel worth it, special and most importantly, he makes me feel happy, something others have failed many times to do but he can do with just flashing his bubbly face and his adorable brown eyes at me.

Dylan O'Brien loves me, the boy who I used to want to scream at, he loves me and I sure as anything love him too.

Yes, this is love. It has to be.

(A/n: This isn't the end of my story by the way, just in case anyone was wondering. Let me know your thoughts in the comments and don't forget to vote. Love you guys. :)