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Dylan O'brien

*Y/N's POV*

"Yea, Tyler, I mean she just doesn't understand. Sure. exactly well im no sure if they're-" He trailed off as he noticed I was behind him.

"Hey, Posey, i'll call you back later." And with that he hung up and turned around to face me. He had the biggest grin on his face, a genuine grin that reached his eyes.

My heart fluttered when he spoke three words that literally changed everything.

"I missed you." Dylan grabbed me and hugged me like never before, then he did it, he kissed me.

Time seemed to stop. We were the only relevant thing at the moment. All I could do was kiss back with almost as much emotion as he put in. But then I came back to reality and left my fantasies.

Turns out I wasn't kissing him and also I was NOT in his house. In fact I am far from it, i'm chilling in Tyler's house. Actually I have no clue how I got here. Tyler isn't here, so why am I? I like Dylan not Tyler so why have I broken into his house. Gosh I swear my stalking game is so low right now.

And then the worst thing happened Tyler came home. "Hey Dylan I thought you-" he stopped midsentence and observed me.

"You're not Dylan O'Brien." he stated the obvious

"oh snap you're not Harry Styles, GOTTA ZAYN!" And with that I sprinted through the 6 right out that door.

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