Dylan Finds Love? (Dylan x Reader)

Chapter 4

Dylan's POV

"So what did you think of y/n, Dylan?" Misoa teases to me. We are sitting on my couch with Netflix on, the morning after her birthday dinner.

"Yeah she's cool." I say casually while avoiding eye contact. I start touching the back of my neck as I know what she's about to say next.

"Both of you for sure like each other! Come on it's so obvious. You have to tell me!" She starts playfully pushing me around to get me to confess.

"We don't like each other like that. We just walked home together and then messaged goodnight. It's no big deal." I jokingly put a pillow in between us to prevent her from pushing me.

"You what?! You guys said goodnight?" Her face has pure excitement.

I can't give her the satisfaction that she may be correct in her assumptions. About me at least. I'm still not sure about y/n though. She was probably just being nice.

"Yeah we did. There's nothing to read into though. We were just being friendly since we live in the same building which you forgot to mention by the way." I look at her with raised eyebrows.

"Whoops?" She tries to look innocent but we both know what she was attempting to do. "Ok well talk me through it. I wanna know all the details!" She grabs the pillow and hugs it while looking at me, waiting for any juicy details.

Should I tell her everything? Maybe it won't be so bad if she knew my potential feelings. Or at least help me to figure out what they are.

"Ok fine." I adjust my position and explain the evening with as much detail as I can remember.

Pretty much all of it. I can't stop thinking about it all. Especially when she first walked into the restaurant. God she looked amazing in that dress.

I get to the part we y/n stumbles into me and I catch her to help with her balance. Misoa squeals so loudly that I bet y/n can hear her from two floors down.

"We were looking at each other for a second but I pulled away first. I don't know why. I think I didn't want her to feel uncomfortable or something."

I scratch the back of my neck again as I cringe thinking back to that moment. Maybe I was playing it too cool. But then I remember our texts and start to relax a little.

"I'm sure she was probably thinking the same thing. How'd the texting go?"

I show her the messages and she loses her mind.

"You guys are completely in denial!" She starts whacking me with the pillow now.

"Hey chill out!" I say laughing. "I think she's just being nice. I don't want to say anything if that's the case. So you can't say anything to her." I steal the pillow away from her and give her a look until she finally agrees to act normal around y/n.

"Hey maybe you should invite her to hang out with us right now? That's totally casual since I'm here too."

"You sure? It hasn't been that long since I saw her. It might be too soon." I grab my phone but I can't decide if I should message her or not.

"She still has your jacket so this is the perfect time to text her. It makes sense." Misoa encourages me to do it and then goes to get a drink while I type out the message.

Me: hey y/n I was just wondering if you wanted to come to my apartment to hang out with Misoa and I today? We are just watching films :)

I send it and anxiously wait for her response. I start fidgeting with my silver chains around my neck. About 20 minutes go by and still no reply.

Oh god it was too soon. I should unsend it.

"Has she responded?" Misoa asks while drinking her coffee.

"No not yet. It might have been too much." I'm about to delete the text when her reply comes through.

Y/n: hey Dylan! Yeah sounds fun. I can be there in about 10-15 minutes? Which is your apartment? x

I stare at the kiss she put at the end of the text and my heart beats a little faster.

Me: it's apartment E5. See you soon beautiful ;)

I decide to tease her a little to help relax her nerves a little with meeting new people. I want to make her feel as comfortable as I possibly can.

Maybe we should put her favourite movie on. I'm sure Misoa knows it.

"She responded and she's coming in like 10 minutes or so. Do you know what her favourite movie is ?"

"Tangled. Why?" She looks at me confused.

"I want her to feel comfortable so I thought her favourite movie might help."

"That's so sweet! But yeah definitely Tangled. She loves Flynn Rider which is why I think you two are perfect for each other."

I grin to myself a little as I am pretty similar to Flynn Rider or so I'm told by my audience. I wonder if she'll think the same.

A little bit later, we hear a knock at the door. I stand up and go to open it where I see y/n and I pause.

Woah. She looks really cute.

"Um hey! Come in." I move to the side and she sees Misoa so they run to hug each other. She turns back to me and I see my jacket in her hands.

"Here. Thanks for letting me borrow it." She smiles up at me with slightly blushed cheeks. I take it from her and go to chuck it in my room when I notice it smells like her. I have no idea which scent it is but it's amazing.

I head back to the lounge where I see Misoa has strategically sat at the end, making y/n sit in the middle so that we'll be next to each other.

I sit down and our legs and arms are inches apart. I just want my arm around her or something since physical touch is my love language. But I refrain since again, it's way too soon and very random. But hopefully with time that can change.

So I just let the movie start.

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This is my first Dylan pov so I hope it's ok. Let me know if you do or don't like it :)

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