Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Surfing// Dylan AU

You were on Spring Break with your friends. You were the only single one on the trip. So while the other couples were doing couple thing, you decided to go surfing.

But the problem was you had no idea how.

You searched the beach for a surfer who looked like he knew what he was doing.

Then you spotted him. Surfing the waves on his board, his hair put into a perfect mess.

You ran over to him as he came out of the water.

"Uh hi," you smiled awkwardly at him. "You surf right? Wait...nevermind obviously you do."

He chuckles softly, running his hand through his hair.

God, he was hot.

"Can you teach me how to surf?" You blurt out.

"Yeah, totally, I can." He says stuttering slightly.

"Okay," you smile. "Do I need any specific clothing or.."

"A wetsuit and definitely a board," he explained as you looked kind of clueless. "I'll help you, just uh follow me back to my hou- just ride with me, yeah?"

"Sounds great," you smiled as you followed him up to his car, which was a blue jeep (;)). "Thank you so much, I really appreciate this."

"Sure," he smiles and starts driving towards town. He throws a shirt over his wetsuit when we pull up to a store. "Find a board you like and I'll get you a little something all surfers have."

"Uh alright," you smiled, picking out a bright blue board with wave imprints on it. Perfect. And you picked up a black wetsuit with pink lining.

You meet..you just realized you don't even know his name. I just got into a strangers car. You smile at him and stick out your hand. "I'm y/n."

"Dylan." He smiles and shakes your hand.

We go to check out and you notice he has a shark tooth necklace in his hand. He sees you looking at it and chuckles before pulling his out. "Every surfer I know has one."

You finally get back to beach and he helps you onto the board, teaching you how to bend your knees and such. So you tried one by yourself, slipping and falling onto Dylan, both of you doing underwater.

You both come up laughing, wiping the water from your eyes. "This is fun."

Finally after maybe two hours, you finally catch a wave. You surf it all the way to shore, where Dylan meets you. You jump into his arms, squealing about catching your first wave.

"Did you wanna maybe get something to eat?" He blurts.

"I would love to."

*4 year later*

The two of you walked hand in hand on the beach, watching as your little girl ran away from the tide.

You and Dylan got married and had a kid. Everything has been amazing, perfect.

"I can't believe it's been four year," he breaks the silence. "It's felt like a minute."

You squeezed his hand, pulling his lips to yours.

It's amazing after four years, there's still a spark.

"I have to tell you something," you pulled away. (I want a divorce lol jk) "I'm pregnant."

He grins and spins you around, kissing you softly. He noticed the shark tooth around your neck and kissed you again.

"Eww!" Y/d/n grins runs over and jumps on Dylan.

You caught a wave while he caught your heart.