woken up [DYLAN OBRIEN] book 2/2

Chapter 9

        Stephanie Larson's POV

     "Charlotte, I can't do this!"

  I was packing my suitcase for a long,long trip. I needed to prepare myself, mentally, for all the people that are going to harass me with questions I can't answer.

  Emotions are flowing through my body like blood. First it's fear, the fear of seeing all the friends I left behind and witnessing Dylan in person again.

  Secondly, it's excitement. I shiver at the thought of seeing my second family. The people that cared for me after accident and when I first auditioned for 'Teen Wolf'. I'm anxious to see them all again. Noticing their changes or hearing about what's new in their life. It's truly wonderful.

  Lastly, it's hesitance. I don't know if I'll be able to speak to them. To tell the crowd about the new life I made here, in Tampa. I can already imagine the look of betrayal and neglect. I left them out on this amazing journey I've been having. They possibly cannot forgive this mistake I've made.

   "Stephanie. Take deep breaths, you'll be okay. In six hours, you'll be sound asleep in the bed under thou Holland Roden's house. Just imagine the silk under ass. Then, picture Dylan, next to you naked." I wanted to through my phone into the wall.

   "Aw, Charlotte! I would say some rather, mean things to you if I weren't on a plane! Which, did I mention? Because of you!" The minute I stepped foot on the plane, was the minute I wanted to leave.

  "Sorry Stephy. Anyways, the house is clean so I'm taking a jog. Oh yeah! Frenchie is fed and I called your director and told him your grandma died of explosive diarrhea. So you're officially all set for your rendezvous!" I rolled my eyes and smiled.

  "Thanks. Well I need to turn my phone off now, text you later?" I motioned the flight attendant to go away.

  "Yeah, bye Steph!" she shouted in my ear.

  "Bye Char" she ended the call.

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    I looked around the filled waiting room, searching for my redhead. I study each face, analyzing. Every stranger is doing something. A couple kissing, a kid hugging his dad, and a man searching for his party. I continue to search for her in the crowded area. No sign of Holland anywhere. I begin to wonder if shes here. Was this all a prank?

     Did Holland really know about this plan?

"Stephanie!" I heard a familiar voice shout. I look up to see five friendly faces. I shed a happy tear, seeing the most important people in my life, all holding a banner saying 'Welcome home Stephanie!'. 

  I recognize Holland, T-Pose, Crystal, Shelley, and Hoechlin. 

 "Guys!" I ran over to my crowd. "Oh I missed you all so much!" They all attacked me hugs and "Welcome home".

 "Its about time you came back, Steph." Shelley said, she squeezed me in a tight hug. "I know, I'm deeply sorry for disappearing into the shadows. I swear I'm not Bruce Wayne" she chuckled.

 "Hey, Posey." I gave him a hug full of emotion. When I left, we weren't exactly on good terms. Dylan beat the shit out of him, mostly because of me. "Don't be like that. Its all okay, Steph." I let go of my tight grasp. "My turn!" Hoechlin shouted. I laughed, "I missed you, Stephanie." he gave me a gigantic hug also. My thoughts overwhelmed me. What if I'm going to see Dylan today. 

  "Let her go now!" Holland pushed him away, causing him to put his hand on his heart. She looked at me, "Whats going on with you? You seem like you just saw the future and you found out you're going to die tomorrow." she whispered. I looked at her, "Sorry. Anyways, I missed you! God, please don't tell me you're leaving again."

    I gave her a sad smile, "I don't know."

   That was the honest truth. I don't know how everything will turn out. "Okay, we should hit the road. Let me grab your bags, Steph." T-Pose grabbed my duffle bag while Hoechlin rolled my suitcase. They both walked in front of us three girls. "We need a ladies day." Holland said. I laughed at the though of Shelley getting her nails done. "Haha, no thanks. Count me out." Shelley said, we all laughed.

  "So whats the plan for tonight?" I asked, looking at each of them.

  The two of them looked at each other, with panic slapped on each of their faces. Shelley finally spoke up, "Well if I remember correctly, you and Holland are just going to have a nice dinner. But we can stop at that nice bakery for some unhealthy shit. Its three thirty so I guess we could have a late lunch?" I smiled. "That seems fantastic!"

  "Okay, its a plan. I need to call Dylan to let hi-" Holland slapped her shoulder. She raised her eyebrows, "Guys, its fine. You can talk about him, if you want. You're allowed to mention him or call him. I don't care."

  We walked through a set of doors to be greeted by a black limousine. 

 The sun beamed on my face, I missed Los Angeles. 

 The Tyler's put my luggage in the trunk and quickly ran to open my door, I giggled. "M'ladies" T-Pose said as Hoechlin slowly opened the door. "Thank you, boys" all of us three girls said as we jumped into the shiny,black limousine. We all crammed into the back. I was currently sitting next to T-Pose and Holland.  

    "Olive Garden please!" Shelley shouted to the driver. The limo started to move down the road, the conversation began to start. "So, where did you disappear off to anyways." Hoechlin asked. "I moved to a place in Florida. It is pretty nice there. I had some friends around the area to hook me up with jobs. I actually starred in a film, I was working on another one before I left." I told them.

     "That seems cool. So are you thinking of staying here permanently? You're always welcomed back here." Shelley said. I smiled in response. All of them wanted to know my decision, but so did I. I didn't know what I wanted yet, I still needed time. "On a lighter note, we are happy to see you again."

     "If you guys keep on saying that, I might start crying." T-Pose put his arm on my shoulder. "It was damn time you came home for a bit. Its been eight months! When Holland told us that you contacted her and told her you were coming, I literally farted like twelve times." 

"Dammit, Posey. We didn't need to know that." I playfully punched his shoulder.  

 "We're here!" Holland exclaimed.

This is one of the many things I missed, doing things as a family. We would go bowling or go out to eat and Posey would make sexual jokes while I would shoot him death glares. I would lay in bed some days and regret leaving my home. I would feel lonely not having them, not having my family to be hang out with. I would get drunk and Holland would let me crash at her place and Hoechlin and I would watch football while I would ask millions of questions. I really did miss those moments with them. And to think I'm making more with them. I am sitting in this limo laughing and chatting more than I have ever in the past eight months.

 This is truly where I belong.

I climb out of the limo, stretching every part of my body. "Haven't been in one these awhile" I said, looking at the restaurant in front of me. We all walk through the heavy doors and into the Italian abyss.

 "Table or booth?" the woman at the front desk asked us. Hoechlin piped up, "Booth, please."

 (a/n) and the reunion is here!