Who Would Have Known?

~CHAPTER 4~ Movie

Y/F/N and U race into the theatre. I scan the room and there is no one in sight. We move further towards the rows that were reserved for the cast and crew. I shuffle across the row and find Thomas and Dylan's names (which are placed directly next to each other). I climb over the row in front, and plonk myself down in front of them. Y/F/N slides in next to me. We both dump the food in the empty seats beside us.

"I'm gonna get a head start before Dylan gets here!" I shovel out a handful of popcorn and stuff my face.

"How much did it cost to meet them?" I look blankly at Y/F/N, my face still inflated by the stuffed popcorn. I chew then swallow until my mouth was free.

"I didn't pay anything!" She raises an eyebrow, questioning my comment. "You honestly don't think I'm friends with them?"

"It was just too surreal for me. I mean...I just met Dylan O'Brien!"

"SHUT UP! Unless you want the same thing that happened to me happen to you!" She creases her finely done up eyebrows, confused.

"What exactly 'happened'?"

I then explain 'what exactly 'happened' on the day I first met Thomas and Dylan.

*After explaining*
"So you went with them to the hotel?"

"Yep! It was so funny when..." I stop mid-sentence because of how hard it was to explain without cracking up and begin to cry.

"WHAT?! What was it?!" Y/F/N screams shaking my shoulders viciously. Hungry for information.

I finally gain the strength to tell her.

I take a deep breath. "We were going up the elevator and Dylan pushes every single button possible! So we stopped at like every floor, and we needed to get to the 60th. Then this major fan girl of Dylan's gets in, and just as the doors close," I giggle before continuing. "the elevator stopped and we were stuck!"

"I would have loved to be in that elevator!" Y/F/N giggles.

"I bet. But that wasn't the worst part!"

"Really?"

"Yeah! Well she asked to take pictures with everyone right. The elevator started moving but stopped at the 47th floor! Dylan sprinted for it and we were all running after him toward the stairs. The girl was hot on our heels and we had to like go all legit Maze Runner style!" I turn to Y/F/N to see her hanging off the edge of her chair, listening intently. "We were climbing the stairs and Dylan falls over and we all pass him. He gets up but drops his Mets cap that he got signed. The girl came in and took the hat. She ran for it and he was following her downstairs. Some of us followed and I recorded him screaming his head off still chasing the girl. I swear he tripped over a million times!" We laugh so hard that my stomach was aching and a few tears had seeped there way past the barriers of my shut eyelids.

"Did he get it back? You know, Dylan and his hat." Y/F/N says between humorous gasps. I shake my head.

"NOPE! But he did get upset! He actually tried to tackle the girl down!" I pull out my phone and search for the video. I find it and show Y/F/N. I watched as her face lit up with excitement. She giggled and grabbed her mouth every time she saw Dylan fall over.

We chat about all the times that I had with the boys and the rest of the cast, just to pass the time.

It begins to crowd in the cinema until there is only two rows left. Obviously for the cast. Security start walking in either side of the theatre indicating the arrival of the cast. A chorus of screams rose from the gigantic room. We all stand as they walk in. They take there places, seating themselves in their designated places. Dylan was directly behind Y/F/N and Thomas behind me. Thomas winks at me as he sits down, causing me to blush. I hide my face so that he didn't notice. He did because a grin had reached his lips.

The lights dim and the whispering and chattering die down. I feel a shove from behind me. I look behind to see Dylan reaching out his hand. I place my ticket in his hand. He scrunches it up and throws it at me. I give him and Thomas a box each, leaving Y/F/N and I a box to share and two drinks. I hand the boys their drinks. Thomas mouths the words 'thanks love', I nod and turn around.

Thomas's P.O.V:
I walk out of the interview with Dylan. I let out a heavy sigh and we start walking towards the theatre. Dylan nudges me with his elbow. I turn to face him, a smile playing with his mouth.

"Yes Dyl."

"Bet you can't wait to snuggle up during the movie with..." He stops and mouths her name 'Y/N'. I scowl at him. He just grins wickedly.

"We're just friends Dylan! But I bet you're looking forward to getting cosy with Y/F/N! Maybe a few lip smakin' here and then." He scowls back making me laugh.

"Time to go!" Says a deep voice that approaches us from behind. It was a security guard. He leads the way into the cinema and an earsplitting scream...no a chorus of them rose from the crowd as we walked in. As we approach our seats I see Y/N. She looks so bloody gorgeous when she smiles. My heart races faster then slows back to its usual pace. I get a shove from a smirking Dylan.

I find my seat at the end of the first row. Y/N smiles and I wink back as I sit down behind her. She tries to hide the fact that I had made her blush. I made her blush. She sits down. As son as she does, the lights dim and Dylan reaches over and kicks her seat. She turns and is greeted with his outstretched hand. She places her ticket in his hand. She giggles and I grin like a bloody idiot. Dylan scrunches it in a ball and throws it at her. She gives Dylan and I a box of popcorn each, as well as a drink each. As she turns back I find myself staring at her beautiful y/h/c hair. Dylan catches me gawking at Y/N. He throws a popcorn at me. I return the favour. The movie starts and I see Y/N sit cross legged on her seat, making herself comfortable. A goofy grin tugs at the corners of my mouth. I bite down on my lip so I don't grin stupidly.

"Watch this!" Dylan whispers and nudges me. He throws a popcorn at Y/N's head, hitting the top. She slowly turns her head and smiles. Dylan pokes his tongue out and throws another one. She closes her eyes at the impact, reopens them and holds up Dylan's phone. Dylan's face drops and Y/N quickly stashes it away. She pokes her tongue out and giggles, turning to continue watching the movie. I laugh quietly as Dylan looks at me and shakes his head.

"That was cold." He says still shaking his head.

I sit back and watch the movie, stealing glances at Y/N every now and then. Bloody hell she's hot. *wait no, we're just friends. Best friends...close friends. Bloody hell even Dylan can see it!*