something immortal. (dylan o'brien)

𝟎𝟗.

ᴏʟᴅ ꜰʟᴀᴍᴇꜱ

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𝑻𝒉𝒆 cast had the day off today, so I had a bit of time to try to process what had just happened. I sat on my couch, still staring at the post about Dylan and me. 

Maybe he didn't see it?

I groaned in frustration, knowing I was being ridiculous for assuming no one, especially Dylan, would have seen the post.

I really didn't want the public to know about what had happened while me and Dylan were dating during filming Teen Wolf, but now everyone was going to know, or already know. I sighed in defeat, unsure of what I could even do in this situation. And every time when I go to an interviewer, they're going to ask about what had happened and everything. 

I dont want anyone to know that Holland and Dylan had a bit of a romantic relationship while we dated, I didnt want that at all, but now everyone knows, and now thinks Im probably some tramp for seeming like we're dating again. 

I felt like crying, though I was raised that crying was a sign of weakness, and I have always hated crying since then, and I try my best not to cry ever. 

Especially in front of people. 

I was planning on staying home stuck inside my house for the whole day, I didn't feel like going outside and having to face the paparazzi and all their questions about the post that was made. I couldn't believe Holland would share that information even years later, when we had already handled it at the time.

I took a deep breath, and just decided to turn on the TV while I closed the curtains to my home, turning off all the lights, trying to have the impression that I needed the paparazzi gone. Just as I was starting to get comfortable on my couch, someone was knocking on my door. I decided to ignore it the first time, hoping the paparazzi would just give up and go home. But the knocking never ended.

"Go away!" I screamed in frustration as I started to turn up the volume of the TV, trying to tune out the noise. 

"Madeline, it's me, Dylan. Please just let me in right now!" 

I froze, why was Dylan here?? I really didn't feel like seeing him at this moment after what was just released to the public. However, I also didn't want him to get mauled by the paparazzi. 

I sighed and quickly made my way to the door, and practically shoved Dylan inside so we wouldn't get  attacked.

I slammed the door shut and turned to face him, seeing him holding flowers, looking a little nervous and awkward. I just smiled in disbelief, but ignored him and walked out of the room and back into the living room. 

"Why are you here, Dylan?" I muttered loudly as I put the TV on mute, and turned back around to face him.

"Well, I wanted to see you."

Those words made me have deja voo immediately.

"I wanted to see you Madeline! Please just talk to me!"  Dylan pleaded, as I tried to hold back my tears, I looked everywhere, anywhere but look at him. I shook my head quickly, my lips quivering as I bit my lip, trying to keep the tears from falling.

"Madeline! Shes lying! It's not true!" 

I stopped, and just looked at him, smiling in disbelief that he could even say that to me. I just laughed sarcastically, pretending like I already forgave him based on his word. 

"Oh! It was? Well, I guess I can believe you and love you again." 

Dylan just sighed, I could see the tears forming in his eyes, though trying to keep them from falling. 

"Madeline... Please...  Don't believe her! I-I love you!" Dylan continued to plead, trying to convince me that it was all just a lie. I felt my stomach churning uncomfortably, I felt like I couldn't breathe. 

"I saw her fucking bra in your room!" I screamed at him, not being able to keep my tears from streaming down my face in defeat. Dylan flinched a bit, though his facial expression looked almost confused. 

"She was with someone else! You have to believe me!" 

I just stood there, I bit my bottom lip nervously, not sure what I should do or say, I always felt comfortable with Dylan seeing me cry, until now. 

"Okay... then why was Holland's bra in your room? Why did she say that you two fucked eachother when I was out of town! Why?!" I screamed at him, the tears continuing to fall down my cheeks, I was shaky and weak, I felt so embarrassed with myself. 

"I know that looks bad, but Madeline, please, its not true!"

"Madeline? You okay?"

I shook my head back in reality, wiping the tear that had fallen down my face, I took a shaky breath, resting my hands on my hips, trying to think about what I should say to him. 

I was just so done with all of the tension between the two of us, I was so tired of feeling helpless, I just wanted it all to be over. However, instead of kicking him out of my house, I just walked up to him. 

I hesitated though before I did anything, I just looked at his face in mesmerization, his soft, plump lips, his dark brown eyes, his little nose, everything about him made me quiver with anticipation. 

"Madeline..." He whispered so softly I could barely hear, I glanced from his eyes to his lips, however I knew it was wrong, I just wanted to make myself feel better, that was all.

But he's so pretty...

And suddenly, I couldn't contain myself anymore, I smashed my lips onto his and just kissed him. At first it was extremely intense, like we were both hungry for each other's lips, but then we sort of just sunk into it, and it became deeper and slower. Our lips pulled away for a moment, both of us breathing heavily, both his hands were in my hair, sending me shivers all over my body.

I didnt kiss him again for a few seconds, I was trying to comprehend what I had just done, was it completely stupid of me? Probably.

Im just glad I closed the curtains.

Slowly and hesitantly, he gently placed his lips back onto mine, and I kissed him back slowly, in this moment I didnt care what he did now or then, I just wanted to have him for the whole night.

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