A/N: This is sad. But Idk. So here you go my peanuts. My crush kind of hates me, I hate myself. That's my problem and you probably don't care. Bye.
You and Tyler Posey had been dating for awhile and things were going well for the two of you. So when he invited you to join him with the of Teen Wolf, you didn't think twice about it before agreeing to go.
Probably your first mistake.
The group decided that the first thing they'd do for the evening was go ice skating. You weren't particularly confident with your ability to skate, but you figured Tyler would be there to help.
Definitely a mistake.
Tyler was too focused on goofing off with Dylan Sprayberry to focus much on your inability to skate. Luckily you had good-guy Dylan O'Brien to offer you help.
Although he helped you in a manner that a boyfriend most likely would- i.e. holding your hands to steady you on the ice- you didn't question it.
Dylan was just a sweet, friendly guy who was just assisting a girl prone to falling on her ass. He was adorable while he guided you around the rink, cheering you on and such.
He distracted you enough that you didn't mind your boyfriends inattentive behavior for the moment.
After skating was done, the cast decided to head over to one of their houses for and some drinks. You tagged along with Tyler.
You didn't confront him about how you felt a little hurt that he seemed to have ignored you and left you for dust at the rink. You were sure it was unintentional and that he was just wanting to hang out with his friends.
You could understand that and thought better of making an between the two of you.
So you pulled into whoever's . It was already obvious by the line of cars that this was not just the cast getting together for pizza and drinks.
This was frat-boy worthy party status.
Your instincts said to not go in, but the feeling of the warm hand entwined with yours caused you to shoot down your instincts executioner style.
Next mistake.
So you went in and quickly joined in with the whole crowd getting drunk off of shot after shot. It was a party after all, why not go a little crazy and have fun. That's what being young is all about right?
Wrong.
At least in the sense of getting wasted to have a good time is not the equivalent to being young and having fun.
Some point during the evening you lost Tyler again and found yourself in some abandoned room on a very comfortable couch.
"Hey Y/N, mind if I join you?" A swaying Dylan (O'Brien) asks you.
You mumble a no, shaking you head and scooting over to allow space for Dylan.
"How's it going?" he slurs.
"M'kay."
The two of you sit in silence for awhile, too drunk to notice the pause or care to the conversation. Then, all of a sudden and seemingly out of nowhere, you hear Dylan confessing how he's had these feelings for you.
It was hard to understand what he was saying, partly because of your drunken haze and partly because of him slurring the words so badly.
He tells you how he thinks he loves you, and has since he first laid eyes on you from across the set. He explains that he couldn't do anything because of Tyler, but after tonight, he couldn't hold it back anymore.
And then the two of you are kissing. Mouths desperate for intimacy as hands move across one another, discovering new places. Thoughts and conscience tossed aside.
"What the hell?"
Tyler. He saw it.
Mistake.
Huge mistake.
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