Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Celebrity Crush

You were considered to be one of the biggest new stars there was. You had been acting since you were a kid in films, and when you were a teenage, had played roles in several of your favourite TV shows, and now that you were older, you were beginning to get the major parts, hence the title "Best New Star" that accompanied your name everywhere. You had recently managed to score a role in the newest adaptation of Batman, as none other than Batgirl, and that, coupled with your various roles on popular TV shows, had thrust you into the spotlight, hence your appearance at Comic Con 2016.

"Ok, so you have an interview with Clever TV at 10, then you're commentating a panel right after that, and then you have a break until more interviews in the afternoon," my manager informed me, making me groan.

"Why would they ever allow me to commentate," I chuckled darkly, already planning the several cheeky things I was going to pull.

"They said they wanted fresh fun faces to lead them..," she shrugged, giving me a stern look. "They've also said you can molest any of the panel members and no crowd surfing."

"They take the fun out of everything," I pouted childishly, taking a long sip of my iced tea a nice fan had bought for me. "Ok so. Interview. Let's go there."

"Hi, I'm Joslyn Davis for Clevver News, and I'm joined by Y/N Y/L/N!" the interviewer cheered, causing me to cheer along with her. I was always doing interviews for this particular channel, and they were always fun. "Today we wanted to try something different. BRING OUT THE WHEEL OF DARES!"

"Oh god no," my eyes widened, eyeing the colourful wheel placed next to me.

"Ok so basically, you spin it, and you do whatever it says on the wheel. You get one pass and whoever wins out of you and me, gets a prize," Joslyn told me, raising her brows at the end.

"If the prize is all you can eat burritos, I'm totally in," I grinned, spinning the wheel and watching it turn.

"Actually the prize is a kiss from Dylan O'brien, but burritos works too," she shrugged, sending me a cheeky smirk. I rolled my eyes, thanking the lord for all the makeup I was wearing, considering it was hiding the blush that had formed.

Every interviewer I sat down with LOVED to take the piss out of me for my crush on the infamous Dylan O'brien. I have been a big fan since Teen Wolf started, and had gushed about the actor on several social media platforms, much to the amusement of my fans. Everyone was always trying to get us to meet, but I always came up with excuses to bail because I was too embarrassed to face the boy now that he most definitely knew of my school girl crush on him.

I had finished my interview with Clevver News, and was making my way to Hall H to moderate whatever panel they had set up for me.

"Alright, remember," my manager stopped my backstage, blocking me from walking on. "No molesting the panel members. No crowd surfing. No asking for food."

"So basically no being my actual self," I raised a brow, giving her a 'bitch please' look. "Why does everyone think I'm going to molest the panel anyway? People have been tweeting about it all day and I still don't know who's up there."

"Just... Keep it in your pants," she gave me a small smile, patting my shoulder gently. I rolled my eyes, straightening out my outfit self consciously. One of the crew backstage told me I could go on stage to set up, almost pushing me onto the stage, causing the fans that were making their way into the hall to erupt into giggles. They waved at me, a few running to the front of the room to talk to me. I sat on the edge of the stage, taking photos and signing things and just passing time until the panel was set to start.

"Y/N up and at em! The panel will start in 5 minutes!" one of the crew members walked onto stage, helping me up and walking me over to the moderators stand. "Basically, just introduce the panel members, ask them the questions in the envelope and then get questions from the audience. Pretty simple."