something immortal. (dylan o'brien)

𝟎𝟐.

ʙʟᴏᴏᴘᴇʀꜱꜱꜱꜱ

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"𝑯𝒊, Im Thomas, this is Kaya and this is--

"Dylan." I interrupt Thomas Brodie-Sangster, meeting Dylan's gaze. I stare at him for a few seconds, but I quickly cover up my anger with a simple smile as I shake his hand just as I have with everybody else. 

He just gives me the most half assed smile I had ever seen before walking away with Thomas, leaving me standing with Kaya. 

"Its actually such an honour getting to work with the Madeline Bennett." She laughs a bit as shes swinging her body a little like a toddler would when there shy around someone. I just smile, and shake my head, I always hated getting compliments like that, I never thought that anyone would ever truly mean them. 

"Oh, thank you, but really I'm nothing special." I insist, hoping that she wouldn't compliment me again so I would have to compliment her back and then it would just be back and forth with compliments. 

She just laughs as she starts to walk away from me and towards the rest of the boys, I watch her leave, though noticing Dylan start to walk towards me. I took a deep breath, knowing this was going to be draining having to talk to him.

𝑶𝒉, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔...

My eyes widened a bit, appalled by myself for even thinking of Dylan like that. I quickly regain consciousness, and snap back to reality just as Dylan reached me. 

"Hey stranger," He comments awkwardly, I smile awkwardly, not really knowing what to say to him. Though, before I could say what I really wanted to tell him, he interrupted me. 

"You look--

"Don't do that." I quickly interrupt him, not wanting to listen to his fake ass compliment. I scoff at him, reminding myself over and over again in my head that I hated him, and he hated me and that we shouldn't be nice to each other. 

"I was going to say 'You look ready for the scene.'" He grunted in annoyance, looking me up and down as I was covered in dirt and a baggy t-shirt for the opening scene. The opening scene being me and Thomas/Dylan coming up in the box and into the glade?

"Oh." Was all I had managed to say out loud, before I could apologize for being rude though, he had walked off past me without saying a word.

I sighed, and made my way to the set, following after Dylan. There wasn't really a real reason as to why me and Dylan hated each other, we just did. However, we used to go out before either of us got famous, but it was then when he got the role of Stiles Stilinski in TeenWolf. I had also gotten a part in the show, but I quit because I didn't want to make it seem like my career was more important to me then he was, but clearly he didn't think the same; and I guess we haven't spoken kindly to each other since then. 

I sat in a chair as I watched them get the scene ready to use, once they had called us over, I put my water bottle down and ran over. I tried to hide my excitement down below, though it kept bubbling up inside my body. I hated showing any sign of emotion towards paparazzi or the media I'd rather say, because they just twist it all into something that is not true at all. And I guess it sort of just became a habit with trying to hide any positive emotions, however I have to remind myself that I'm alone with people that probably feel the same way. 

Dylan was always the one who reminded me to smile and that it was okay to be happy, and I always loved that about him. But, thats gone now, and now I have to remind myself to be happy and enjoy the time I have with these wonderful people.