Back To The Beginning // Dylan O'Brien

v. secret

I woke up feeling cold.

Dylan was no longer in bed so I was lying in it all cold from the loss of his warmth.

Okay I just need a moment to fangirl because awh, now that I think about it, what he did was the cutest thing ever. He didn't take it in an awkwardly sexual way, apart from the fact that he didn't wake up by my side. He was comforting and I appreciated that.

I decided to actually get up out of bed because it wasn't as if I was going to get any colder seeing that I am in L.A

So I got out of bed and began to walk downstairs, but I froze when I heard voices.

I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I could recognise that one voice was Dylan's and one voice was Tyler's.

I immediatley calmed down seeing that I knew them.

I didn't even think before speaking, but I shouted out, "Hey, do you guys care if I walk down with no pants?"

Only a second later, I heard a thump and Tyler shout "OW!"

I laughed at the fact that Tyler probably took it in a kinky way. I'm guessing that Dylan punched him or smacked him or did something to get him back. I can literally picture it in my mind, but I sort of regret shouting out that I have no pants. I quickly went down to my suitcases and put on some shorts and tucked my shirt in a bit so it did actually look like I was wearing pants. Tyler and Dylan were talking again, so I followed the voices until I finally reached them. They were in the kitchen, making pancakes.

"Whatcha makin," I said, even though I knew.

"It's a secret," Tyler said, sounding like a five year old.

"You do realise that I can actually see what you guys are making right?" I say, sounding really sassy.

"Oh damn, well it's a secret recipe so ha," Dylan said, sounding like a five year old as well.

I can see why these guys are best friends. I moved and sat in front of Dylan and Tyler at a stool while they cooked pancakes.

"I hope you're making some for me," I said, while stealing a teenie tiny pancake that was cooked.

The pancake tasted really good, I nearly died. It practically melted in my mouth.

"Okay can I have this so called secret recipe or marry the person who has it because holy shit this is so good," I said, expressing how much I loved it.

"Well Dylan has the recipe, so maybe you have to marry him," Tyler said, making Dylan punch him in the arm again.

Why the weird jokes Tyler? It's not as if Dylan likes me or anything.

I decided to go along with the joke, seeing that I didn't wanna feel awkward. Well I sort of already feel awkward so I guess I don't wanna act awkward.

"Well maybe I might just have to," I say, stealing another pancake, causing Dylan to get a seedy look from Tyler.

Once there were around 20 pancakes made, we all started eating them. I went to the fridge hoping there were some fruit or something to make my breakfast somewhat healthy. The last thing I ate was airplane food so I needed to have at least one natural thing. Luckily, there were some strawberries and bananas, so I cut them up into fancy little pieces and put them on my pancake. The boys started to look at me weirdly, but I shrugged them off, not really caring.

"So what are you guys doing today?" I asked once we had all finished eating. 

"Nothing really, the beach maybe?" Dylan said.