Dylan O'Brien

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A/n: Requested by @boobostuwie. Sorry it's short.

A/n: So we all know how Dylan is dating Rachael Lange, well she ended up getting pregnant and they had a fight about wether to keep the child or not and ended up breaking up, but Rachael was forced to keep the child until birth when Dylan would gain full custody. And that's how our blue eyed brunette Y/n Crystal O'Brien was born. P.S. The blue eyes are from Rachael.

Y/n Crystal O'Brien (11)

Y/n Crystal O'Brien (11)

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Dylan's POV

I had just gotten off the phone with my manager when Y/n ran into the room.

"Dad, Dad!" she said.

"What's up sweetie," I asked.

"I have a question."

"I may have an answer," I replied.

"Why aren't you doing the Teen Wolf movie?" she asked, catching me off guard.

"Who told you about Teen Wolf, you shouldn't be watching that."

"Uncle Tyler was talking about it and some of the recaps were on," she said with a smile.

"What scene exactly." I asked.

"The one with you and Ms. Shelley."

"Uncle Tyler might be visiting Jesus today." I replied.

She looked at me confused, making me laugh.

"Never mind, so why do you want to know why I'm not doing the movie."

"I'm just bored," she shrugged.

"Well the main reason is that I have a very busy schedule and I don't have enough time, plus I have to spend time with my favorite girl ever." I said tickling her.

"Dad, stop," she said through laughs.

"Okay, is that the only reason you came," I asked.

"No, Uncle Tyler also wanted me to try and convince you to do the movie," she said.

"Well you haven't done a very good job," I said.

"I just haven't used my puppy eyes yet," she said as she did puppy eyes.

"Oh no, not the puppy eyes," I said.

"Is it working?"

"No, but at least you tried," I said.

"Awwwwww," She said.

"How about we watch a movie. You go upstairs and get everything ready, while I make popcorn and a phone call." I said.

"YAYYYYYYY!!!!!!!" She said running upstairs.

I laughed as I walked to the kitchen and called Tyler.

"Hello?" he said.

"WHAT THE H*LL IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!!!"

A/n: RIP Tyler

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