"Are you sure you're okay sir?" I hear a man ask.
"Where's Marley?" A voice asks.
"Sir you need to go to the hospital." The cop, I'm guessing, says.
"Where's Marley?" The other voice booms.
Now I know who it is.
I jump up off the couch and run into the hallway about to run to Dylan but stop. His right eye is swollen shut and his cheek bone looks broken. He has blood coming from his chest and arms.
"He had a knife." Dylan whispers.
"You're okay?" I ask approaching him slowly.
"A whole lot better now." He says as he leans his forehead against mine.
"Are you sure you're not hurt?" He asks holding me out at arms length.
"I'm very sure. As for you, we need to be getting you to the hospital." I say.
"Are you coming with me?" He asks.
"Nope I'm gonna go get tacos." I say with a straight face. Which earns me the "are you kidding?" look.
"I'm kidding lets go." I say intertwining my fingers with his.
We arrive at the hospital and they take Dylan back. They told me they have to examine the cuts and his cheek before they let me in to see him.
"Miss?" A young nurse asks looking at me. "You can back now."
I pull the curtain back to see Dylan asleep with his arm and chest covered in bandages. If we weren't in a hospital I would be drooling over his abs.
"Hey Mar." He says turning his head.
"Hi." I say with a smile.
"Marley I need you to get that chair and sit down because I've got to confess something." Dylan says seriously.
"Uh okay." I say as I grab the chair and pull it as close to the bed as possible.
"Marley" Dylan starts but then grabs my hand before continuing. "I fell in love with you the moment you sat next to me at the Mets game. In that game, when I said they needed a game changer, I wasn't just talking about the game. I was talking about your boyfriend. Marley we have known each other a total of 2 days and they've been the best 2 days of my life besides the whole getting my butt whooped thing. I love you Marley. We don't have to right now, but I'd love for you to be my girlfriend so I can protect you day and night." He says studying my face.
I look at him and smile then quickly stand up.
"I love you Dylan O'Brien." I say as I smash my lips into his.
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A/N: that's the end of meh story here. I hoped y'all liked it. If you want more stuff let me know. (:
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The Game Changer (Dylan O'Brien Fanfiction)
Fanfictionwhen Marley has to escape her abusive boyfriend at home, and she meets the man of her dreams at a Mets game, not only does the game need a game changer, her heart does too.
