something immortal. ✔(dylan o'brien)

20.

I quickly slipped on my clothes as Dylan was watching me with amused eyes, I couldn't believe we were late. I didn't expect we would take an hour in here, when the Teenwolf interview was in less than forty minutes. I glanced up at Dylan who calmly buckled his pants with his belt. "Why aren't you as stressed as I am?" I panted, racing to fetch my shirt and searching desperately for my phone. "Because there's no need, we have plenty of time. We just need to walk onto the set."

I scoffed in disbelief to how naive he was  when I finally grabbed my phone on the chair. "No, I need my hair, makeup, and outfit. That takes two hours. I will have only twenty minutes by the time we get there! Now hurry up and drive me to the set." I snapped, already rushing out the door, my heart was pounding so fast I was sure people in Texas could've heard it.

As Dylan drove us to the set, my mind was rushing so fast about being late, I hadn't even thought about seeing Holland Roden, and the rest of the cast, and what kind of questions they might ask us. I looked in the mirror above me, trying my best to fix my makeup and hair. "You don't need to fix yourself up, you look beautiful."

I glanced at Dylan gratefully, my heart fluttering like a little girl. "Thank you, but if I'm going on live television I have to look good. Especially if Holland is there, you don't know what kind of comments she might say." I muttered near the end of my sentence, regretting saying the words out loud. 

"Dont worry about her, if she says anything, then we will tell her, and the rest of the world, that we are together again." He spoke calmly, waving his hand around as he spoke, gesturing to his words. I didn't respond, I wasn't sure if I was ready to tell the whole world I was with yet another guy so fast after Timothee. But Dylan wasn't just some other guy, hes always been the guy. 

I sighed as I gave up on my makeup and hair, it wasn't too bad, my mascara was perfectly fine, and I fixed my foundation and eyebrows, the hair has a bit of a messy curl, but that was the best I could do. Now all I have to do is change into my outfit and I'll be ready to go. I glanced at Dylan through the corner of my eye, his hands rested on the steering wheel perfectly relaxed, his spiky hair seemed perfectly fine, and he was going to be wearing just a simple suit.

Goddamn, how does he look so fine? And I look like I just rolled out of a dumpster? What the hell. I thought with irritation as I glanced at the mirror once last time before closing it and looking out the window. I could still feel my body tingling from earlier, but I tried not to think of what happened twenty minutes ago. Was Holland going to say something? 

Once we finally arrived, without waiting for Dylan I rushed out of the car and ran onto the set, running to my change room to get ready. We had only fifteen minutes until we had to walk on set, relief washed over me when I realized Dylan was driving a bit faster earlier to get here quicker. 

"Oh Madeline! Quick, in the chair darling!" My hairstylist called, snapping his fingers towards my seat. I smiled as I quickly sat down in the chair, almost tumbling over but I caught myself. I fixed my hair in the mirror for Mike (the hairstylist) to fix a bit more, while two other people fixed up my makeup. I sat there in silence, my finger tapping on the arm of the chair impatiently, praying that we were going to make it. I glanced into the mirror, noticing a tight black dress with a cut slit at the bottom, a thin, low cut v that cut all the way down to my stomach. 

My chest tightened with excitement, I held back every instinct of mine not to scream with happiness. I hadn't sat down with the cast of Teenwolf in what felt like forever, but it had really only been a couple years, not even.

"Okay, quickly change!" At the sudden words of alarm, my eyes widened with stress as I glanced in the mirror before rushing towards the black dress. I had very curly hair, with smokey eye makeup, a kind of siren eyes look, with highlighter shining faintly. For how much we were rushing, it wasn't too bad. 

Once I slipped the dress on my body, I zipped up the back and looked in the mirror one last night before thanking my glam team, before I turned to open the door. Once I swung the door open, I stopped shortly when I noticed Dylan was waiting for me outside my room. My cheeks flushed a bright red, the cuteness aggression controlling my body as I squeezed his little cheek bones like a grandma. "You're so cute!"

Dylan smiled with amusement, his veiny hands gently grabbing my wrists away from his face, and took my hand and we both rushed onto the set as the countdown started. Once we reached the teenwolf cast, I noticed Holland among them, smiling in excitement at the sight of me and dylan. 

My heart dropped, I clenched my hands in tights fist as I watched how fake she was being, I tried my best to ignore her and I hugged Tyler Posey, and Tyler Hoechlin. I was practically best friends with Tyler Hoechlin, memories flashed through my mind on an endless track as I reached over to hug Ian, then Arden. 

"Please welcome, the cast of Teen Wolf!"

Suddenly the curtains opened and we all waved at the roaring crows before sitting down on a large sofa. I sat beside Dylan, his knee pressing against mine as he sat back in relaxation like this was nothing to him.

I fiddled with my fingers on my lap nervously as events that could happen in the future played out in my head on repeat. I felt Dylans soft hands wrapped around my hand comfortingly when my knee started bouncing up and down, I gently squeezed his hand gratefully, for once I didnt care what the internet would say about our relationship status, I was just glad he was here with me.

"So, it hasn't been too long since you filmed Teen wolf season four, but to my understanding Madeline, you left the series? Can you tell us about that?" I nodded my head as I smiled kindly, I could feel my heart beat drumming through my ears, my blood draining out of my body as I tried to speak calmly. 

"Yeah well, I decided to leave the show because I saw The Maze Runner, and when I got the role, I felt more of a connection with that film, and I knew I wanted to do it. As much as I loved Teen wolf I--

"It wasn't because of Dylan and Holland?" The interviewer suddenly interrupted me with a laughing expression, I narrowed my eyes as I forced out a smile, remembering we were on live television. I opened my mouth to speak, but Dylan leaned forward a bit as he interrupted my words. "You can't interrupt a woman, man." He laughed out jokingly, the rest of the cast laughing at his joke. 

My heart melted with love as I smiled a bit until the laughter died down, I glanced at Dylan gratefully as I turned back to the interviewer, my voice icy cold as I stared blankly at him. "No, I did not leave the set because of Holland and Dylan. I left because I felt like I belonged there."  I smiled kindly, the cast and the interviewer were quiet as I spoke.

"That sounds great, and I hate to bring this up, but is it true that you and Dylan are back together? I think many people would like to know." 

I glanced at Dylan, smiling as he rubbed his chin deep in thought with an awkward smile on his face. Was this the moment where I told everyone we were dating again? I opened my mouth to reply, preparing myself for the shocked murmurs, but Hollland quickly interrupted.

"Well I would just like to say that when me and Dylan were together during our time on Teenwolf, I remember rumours of us dating long before and it really--

"Excuse me?" I quickly interrupted, I didnt have the patience any more of this stupidity, it was time to put this bitch in her place once and for all.

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I would just like to say, that I have no hate towards Holland Roden, I love her so much, shes such a sweet person, this is JUST part of the story!