Dylan O'Brien Imagines

The Meet & Greet

Your POV

I was standing in the M&G line with my mom.  We have been waiting for 1 hour and 45 minutes yet I'm still buzzing.  I haven't stopped smiling since we got in the car.

"Wanna go get some stuff and I'll stay here?"  Questions mom.

"Um... What type of stuff?"

"I dunno... Souvenirs or something?  Here..." She hands me $20 and I take it from her gratefully. 

"Thanks... I'll be right back."

I shuffle under the long velcro gate and wave at my mum with a smile.

Dylan's POV

I'm being escorted by the producers of Teen Wolf down a narrow path cornered by a metal gate.  I can see a huge line with tons of people jumping up and down.  No one has seen me yet.

I look to the left and see a girl.  She has (all of your appearance).  She's just so intriguing and... Rather quirky.

I begin to hear screams.  It's coming from the huge cluster that we are heading towards.  I turn back to the girl and she is closer.  Her mouth is open and she runs up to me at the gate.  She's not like normal fans.

"DYLAN!  Oh my god, DYLANNNN!"  She shrieks, waving frantically.  Her eyes begin to water.

I'm still walking, my eyes on her.  I can't just see her chase after me and do nothing about it.

I decide to squeeze through two body guards behind me and sprint over to her.

Your POV

I'm stunned and light headed to see that Dylan O'Brien... Like, the Dylan O'Brien is running to me.

"Oh my god... Oh my..."  I'm jumping up and down and I'm shaking so bad.

He looks at me with a smile.  I reach my hand through the gate.  He touches my hand and I give a squeak of happiness.  He is so perfect.

Dylan's POV

"One sec..." I say, holding a finger up at her.  I grab paper out of my pant pocket and take a sharpie out of my shirt pocket.  I write something very quickly.  Then I feel a tug on my shoulder and before I know it I'm whisked away, dropping my paper on the floor. 

"Hey, wait!"  I shout at my bodyguards.  At this point I'm practically begging them to let me talk to her but they don't let go.

Your POV

I in tears wave to Dylan.  He waves back.  I search the cold gravelly floor to find the note and soon I pick it up.

It's scrunched up but I manage to decode it.

It's his number.  Under it is a kiss and a smiley face.  I hold it to my chest and melt inside.

How did that even happen?