Dylan O'Brien Imagines

When You Cry In His Arms

Your POV

I've had enough. I can't take the constant words and accusations that they are forever giving me.

They being Olivia and her squad.

They just seem to find me at the worst ever times. This time was the worst.

They found me getting groceries in the express market next to the gas station. They forced me to put everything back and then follow them outside.

I follow them and then just let horrible hurtful words hit me around the head.  It's so disgraceful and I can't believe I just stayed there.  I let every word sink in.

I have no current sense of direction followed by an unsteady pace.  I'm blinking back tears in the process so I do not look like a baby.

I realise that no one's around.  I stop and ball.  I just let everything go and cry uncontrollably.

Dylan's POV

I just finished up at Tyler's house and on the way home I start to jog.  I decide to pull out my phone and text Y/N.

~ Hey Y/N, how r u?? ~

There is a long pause. It's weird because she's always been really quick with replying.

I begin to worry, so I text her again.

~ Helllooo??? ~

Then I hear a familiar tri-tone sound. I turn around to see Y/N standing there, pulling out her phone. She looks up at me and then squeezes her face and makes a squeaky noise. She's upset.

Your POV

I run into Dylan's strong arms. This is just what I need. My bestest ever friend to comfort me.

I sob into his chest and we stay like that for what seems like 10 minutes straight. It's not though. He holds me by the shoulders soon enough and asks me what's wrong.

"Hey, hey... What's up, Y/N?" He asks, looking down at me.

I wipe my eyes and sniff hard.

"Just Olivia and her buddies... I think I've had enough..."

"Ok, ok." He pulls me in close again.

"Can we walk for a minute?" I say, breaking away.

"Yeah, of course."

He slips his fingers into mine and we spend the majority of the night just walking around.  I end up feeling a whole lot better being in the presence of one of my favourite people.