Dylan Obrien Imagine

Dylan Obrien Imagine #4

It was the afternoon before my huge maths test and I was struggling to pay attention as my best friend was texting me constantly, causing my phone to beep almost every second.
"Ah!" I groan as I finally pick up my phone and see that he has just been spamming me with stickers.
Y/N: DYLAN!!!! I SWEAR IM GOING TO DRIVE TO YOUR HOUSE AND MURDER YOU MYSELF!
Dylan: I was just going to ask if you wanted to come get some fro yo, but now I'm a bit scared for my life.
Y/N: Sorry Dyl, just a but stressed out. I am studying for my maths test tomorrow :'(
Dylan: Well I'll bring some to you, see you in 10 ;p
Dylan has been my best friend ever since we were five. We met when he lived down the road and we were unseperable from than on. After fifteen minutes there's a knocking on my window and I roll off my bed, sliding open the window.
"How the hell did you get up here with two yoghurts?" I ask, stepping aside to let him through.
"I have my ways y/n." He says.
He passes me my yoghurt, peanut butter and vanilla with gummy bears, my favourite.
"Thanks dyl." I say, sitting down on the bed.
He sits beside me and we dig in. After twenty minutes we are rolling around on the bed, cracking up about something Dylan said.
"I can't breathe!" I say, puffing.
"Please don't die." He laughs.
I take my last spoonful of yoghurt that has basically turned to water.
"You've got yoghurt on your face." Dylan says.
I reach up, missing the spot.
"Here let me help." He says, reaching forward.
As he touches my face I stare into his eyes and feel a spark that I've never felt before.
"What are you doing to me y/n." He says quietly.
"I don't know.." I respond.
"I've like you for a while now." He says, stroking my face.
"Why?" I ask.
"You're frigging beautiful for one, and I just like you as a person." He says.
"Maybe I kinda like you too." I say.
"Does that mean I can kiss you?" He says.
"Go for it." I say, leaning in.
As soon as out lips meet my body ignites. My lips move against his perfectly, as if they were made for each other. We roll over on my Dylan above me, supporting his weight. He lifts his shirt over his body, his toned body coming into view. He helps me take off my shirt as we struggle, laughing. His body grind on mine as our lips reconnect. Just as Dylan goes to roll us over so I'm on top, he rolls to far, causing us both to fall off the bed.
We both lay in silence before I burst out in laughter, Dylan laughing along with me.
"I ruined the moment didn't I?" He says.
"Nothing that can't be started
again." I say as I straddle his waist, leaning down to kiss him again.

Authors note
Hey guys! Thank you so much for the reads and votes! Sorry if this is short but I don't have many ideas on what to write about so I would really appreciate if use could comment ideas and I could write one with you in it! ❤️