The Way You Look At Me ( A Dylan O'Brien Fanfic)

Chapter 8

Alicia's Point Of View*****

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I knew he wouldn't hate my surprise. He was definitely shocked that I would do something so important like this for him. If only he could hear my thoughts about him. He would then realize that I would do just about anything for him.

He was happy and couldn't stop smiling the entire night. I watched him laugh and make jokes with his friends he had probably known all of his life. I was happy that he was happy.

I was talking to his mom about the party. She asked me if I could go get some punch for her. That's when I saw it.I was walking to get some punch and I saw some beach blonde girl hanging all over Dylan and whispering things into his ear. I felt like I got punched in my stomach. I was upset and so hurt I almost started to cry. But why? for what?! Dylan wasn't mine, only in my mind he was.

I guess I felt that way because he didn't do anything about her being all over him. But who was I kidding? She was was prettier and Skinner than I was. Why would he ever be in love with a plain normal girl when there were loads of girls with better qualities than me!?

He saw me. He saw me watching what he was doing and when he did I ran off into his bathroom locking myself in their were I cried softly and silently to myself. He ran after me because the next thing I knew I heard him knocking at the door.

"Alicia...Ally Cat what's wrong? " He asked with a concerned tone in his voice.

I choked on my words as I replied

"Go away Dylan!!"

"Alicia what happened? One minute you were laughing and then the next you were crying. Did something happen? Did my mom say something to you?"

I got up whipping away my tears and turning the knob so I could get out where I saw him standing at the door waiting for my reply with hurt in his eyes.

"Nothing is wrong don't worry about it Dylan." I said sniffing

I tried to walk past him but all he did was grab my hand pulling me into his room.

"Dylan let go of me! I want to be alone!" I said trying to pull away from his grasp.

" Alicia please tell me what's wrong! I wont let you leave until you tell me why you are crying." He let go of my hand and walking to his door locking it.

I ran my fingers through my hair taking in large breathes while I turned away from him. He wasn't going to move away from the door. Unless I told him how I felt."Here goes nothing" I thought in my head as I turned back around towards him letting my arms dangle at my sides.

"I saw what the girl was doing to you! You know the one who was whispering into your ear and hanging all over you!" I felt my voice get higher.

He just stared at me.

"Dylan I like you okay! I like you so much it scares me! I like the way you laugh and smile. An..and the jokes you make and the sarcastic remarks you make! And when I saw her doing that to you I lost it! I don't want to share you or let any girl know how amazing you really are!"

He walked closer to me listening to every word I was yelling at him.

" That girl means nothing to me unlike you. She doesn't even come close to comparison with you . You get every little detail about me and some how mange to accept it and love it. The real me...the real Dylan! That no one has ever even known about."

He was just inches away from me now, looking into my glossy eyes that were filled with tears.

"If you feel that way then why did you let her? Why didn't you tell her to stop?" I asked him harshly.

"I wasn't even acknowledging her Ally. I had no intention of hearing what she was telling me. To be honest with you I was watching you."

I just looked at him. I did'nt know how to reply to what he said.

"I need you to believe me and trust me that I care about you because if I didn't I wouldn't be up here having this conversation with you." He said in a soft whisper.

This time his body was touching mine with his eyes focused on mine. How could i be soo upset and mad when he was looking at me like that? (I couldn't and I didn't want to) He hands crept onto my cheeks and somehow one of my hands was resting on his chest while the other was on the back of his neck. He softly kissed my tears away and made his way down to my lips. He hovered over them for a second until I pressed mine against his roughly and harshly. He fallowed in sync with my lips as he moved his hands down to my hips holding me to him tightly.

When he was kissing me it was everything that I imagined. Something was definitely there but I could't think. Because every time his lips fell into place with mine all of my thoughts disappeared. For once it was great not to think so much because what I said was true this day was different than all of the others.