Who Would Have Known?

~Premiere~ Part 3

Y/N's P.O.V:
"Y/F/N!" I run towards her. She peers her head around the boxes of popcorn, trying to grab 4 drinks. I get to her and take the drinks and put them in a tray. I hold the tray and grab a box from her overloaded arms.

"Thanks! I didn't think it would be this much hassle to carry a whole shop with me!" She exaggerated. We both laugh and I lead the way to the room, checking if anyone was following.

We turn a few corners and I stop at the door.

"Y/F/N. You stay here and I'll put everything inside." She gives me a nod and I slowly open the door.

"Y/N! You need help?" Thomas smiles and walks to help me. I give him the drinks and Dylan rushes over snatching up one of the drinks.

"You took your time!" Dylan snickers. I roll my eyes at him. He looks at me and glares. "Wait! Where's the popcorn?!" He says looking distraught. Thomas and I laugh at his desperate need of food, even though he ate a whole cake.

"It's coming so chill! And you just ate a whole cake ya pig!" I giggle and make my way to the door.  I turn to Dylan, who is now back in the kitchen. "Better get ready Dyl!" I open the door and grab the popcorn.

I race inside and hand the popcorn to Thomas.

"Protect it!" I joke to Thomas. He winks at me.

"With my life!" He chortles.

I slip through the door once more and face Y/F/N. She's fixing her presentation. I walk up to her and place both hands on her shoulders.

"Please don't freak out when you see them ok." She nods listening to every word I say, " Treat them like normal people, please." I finally plead.

"Why would I be weird in front of your friends? Are you ashamed of me?" She questioned with slight sadness in her voice. I just giggle and shake my head.

"You'll see what I mean when we get in there." I say pulling her toward the door. She looked at me and smiled nervously. I pushed the handle down and stepped in, followed by Y/F/N.

"Thomas, Dylan," I glare at Dylan a bit before continuing "this is Y/F/N. Y/F/N, this is Thomas and Dylan." I look at Y/F/N standing beside the door. She looks as if she's seen a ghost. I giggle under my breath and turn to face the boys. Dylan had the exact same expression as Y/F/N. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at Thomas. He was laughing at Dylan and Y/F/N.

"She knows who we are Y/N." Thomas says after calming down a bit. He walks over to me and faces Y/F/N, who's still staring at Dylan with the same expression. I nudge Thomas and he looks in my direction. He grins. I mouth the words 'what's going on?'. His grin grows wider and he shows me a photo on Dylan's phone. There was a photo of Y/F/N and Dylan on it. Thomas and I look from Y/F/N and back to Dylan, wondering which one would move first. There was an awkward silence.

Thomas breaks the awkward silence by walking over to Y/F/N and stretching out his hand.

"I'm Thomas. How do you do?" She shakes his hand.

"I-I I'm Y/F/N." She stutters. Thomas just smiles, making Y/F/N blush.

"It's ok Y/F/N, he's not an alien!" I joke. "Well I'm not sure about Dylan," I laugh. He snaps into reality and pokes a tongue at me. "come say hello then!" With that, he nervously comes from behind the bench.

"Uh hi...I I'm Dylan." Dylan walks over to Y/F/N and shakes her hand. She grins and takes his hand shaking it. They both blush and stare at their feet.

"I don't mean to break up this fairytale, but Dylan and I have been requested for a quick interview before the movie." Thomas says. Dylan walks away from Y/F/N waving goodbye. He walks over to me and ruffles my hair. I scrunch up my nose.

"See ya later Y/N!"  Dylan laughs. He opens the door and is greeted by two security guards.

"How did they know we were in here?" I asks turning to Thomas.

"I texted Wes where we were after he said we had to go to the interview. He must've sent them." He says and looks away from the door to meet my gaze. He smiles. "You and Y/F/N could come if you want." He says smiling wider. I look back at Y/F/N who is staring at me and Thomas, her eyes flicking between our faces.

"No it's ok. I don't want to crimp your rep," I pose like gangsta...hand signs and everything. We all laugh and I stand upright "seriously though it's ok. We'll go grab some seats." His smile soon fades and is replaced by a soft expression.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah I'm sure." I smile reassuringly.

"Well then do you two want to sit with us? I'm sure there's a few seats beside us."

"How 'bout when you go out there," I gesture toward the door "you create a distraction to get everyone to follow you and we'll find some seats beside you guys. Sound good?" He smiles and nods.

He pulls me into his embrace and wraps his arms around me. "I'll see you soon love. Wish me luck!" He waves goodbye to Y/F/N and walks out the door.

He's also greeted by two security guards. He winks at me and closes the door. A smile slowly creeps along my face.

"HEY EVERYBODY!" I hear him yell. I laugh as I hear ear piercing screams and what sounds like a herd of elephants chasing after a small mouse.

When the noise fades away into the distance, I walk over to Y/F/N who still looks stunned.

"So shall we go?" I say.

"Sure!"

I grab the popcorn, Y/F/N grabbing the drinks. Before I walk out I hear a phone buzzing. On the couch was Dylan's uninhabited phone. I roll my eyes. Of course Dylan would forget his phone. He forgets everything! I still have his backpack from the last time him, Kaya, Thomas, Will and Ki came over for game night when my parents were out.

I grab the phone and answer it. It's Thomas.

Phone call
"Hey Thomas"
"He left it didn't he?" He says panting.
"Sure did!"
"Great!"
"You're lost aren't you?"
"I'm not lost, I'm simply exploring the bloody building for him."
"Hahaha...good luck finding him!"
"Yeah...the security is holding the crowd back, but only by a few meters!"
" Well when you find him, tell him I'll give his phone back when he pays for his food!"
"He's never getting it back now! Bloody hell he's stupid!"
"Anyway I'll see you soon ok?"
"See you soon love! 'Protect the popcorn for me!'"  *he says imitating me*
"'With my life!'Haha" *I imitate him*

With that, I ended the call, shoving the device into my back pocket.

I attempt to leave again, making sure Y/F/N was close behind.