Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Time Is Precious

a/n: i hope you enjoy this Bella!! I forgot it was a request and started writing (y/n) because it was such great idea and I wish I had thought of it! please enjoy and let me know what you think in the comments because they are starting to be empty guysss :))))))) so much love to you all, we're 9.2k reads at and 382 votes xxxx

46 days, five hours and 32 seconds since he just got up and left. No reasonable explanation, no nothing, just "I think we should break up". You remember the day so clearly, almost as if it was just yesterday.

He had been home, your home, for four days now. You didn't mind that you didn't get to see him as often as you would've liked, but that pushed you to write music so you would be kept busy. "Oh look, Dyl, its on!" You had been scrolling through all of the tv channels, trying to find one that was playing your latest single 'Time is Precious'. You had written the song while he had been on the Teen Wolf set for three straight weeks and you didn't have time to visit him because of your album. You remembered just getting off the phone with him before all of the words came flowing. Now you had been nominated for an MTV Music Award in just over a month now.

You were sat on the couch, bobbing your head to the beat with a smile from ear-to-ear as you watched your new friends act it out in the music video. He came to sit by your side, his glowing phone in one hand and an empty bowl in the other. "What happened to the snacks, babe?" You asked with a cheeky tone.

"Bella, I..." He started. You lowered the volume of the tv, your music almost drowning him out. The look on his face was down and solemn, which worried you. And next, those words you never wanted to hear just came tumbling out in one breath. It felt like your heart had stopped and your eyes began to sting as the tears piled up. He fumbled with his fingers as you struggled for the words to say. What could you say? "I'm sorry," he mumbled before heading straight for the door.

That night, after he had left, you didn't know how else to express yourself other than just writing it all down. You started to sympathise with Taylor Swift, all the best songs did come out of horrible break ups.

"Babe, you okay?" Your hairstylist had been working product through your long brown hair and you were on the verge of sleep. You just nodded and she got back to work without questioning you. Later, your makeup artist had arrived with your best friends by her side. They all knew this was going to be tense for you since he was going to be making an appearance and tried their best to distract you. Your girls encouraged you to interact with your fans so you were posting lots of funny snapchats and adding progress snaps as your team got you all done up.

"Eyebrows on fleek," your makeup artist spoke as she pulled her brushes away from your face. Your girls took a few photos of your glam look and you knew exactly how to pose for them, this wasn't your first time at the rodeo.

"Alright, we have thirty minutes to get you to the awards, time to get dressed." It didn't take long for you to get changed since you had been looking at outfits throughout the week and had decided on something to wear. You chose a black playsuit with a rose gold body chain and barely-there heels. Your hair was swept over your shoulder as the finishing touch and your team began getting some snaps of you for your social media sites. You were guided into the car and not long after you had been prepped in the car, you had arrived at the awards.

The carpet was easy and you had managed to avoid him. You got a slight panic when you saw Holland, but she assured you he was coming later and you wouldn't have to worry about him. You had been sat next to Zendaya for the show and waited anxiously in your seat for you category to be called. You were up against Demi Lovato, One Direction, Nick Jonas and Taylor Swift, so it would be an even better win if you could get it.

"Here is the cast of Teen Wolf to present the award for song of the year," the loudspeaker boomed throughout the stadium and the familiar faces of Tyler Posey, Holland and Crystal came out as well as one you would've liked to continue avoiding.

"How's everybody doing tonight?!" Tyler Posey shouted and Holland raised her hands. Zendaya squeezed your hand in hers as she sensed your nerves.

"We have the privilege of announcing the amazing singers in this category," Holland began as the roar of the crowd died down. Crystal read out the nominees and the moment had come, passing the microphone over to him.

"And the winner is... Bella for 'Time is Precious'!" You were too consumed with happiness to care in the moment that you would have to shake his hand. You jogged up to the stage, hugging some stars on the way up. Dylan hugged you first, but you didn't take too much notice. Holland handed you the award before you took to the microphone.

"I really wanna thank my fans because this is not possible without you! Thank you to my record company, my friends and family for always believing in me and my team for making me presentable! So much love to you all, this ones for you!" The crowd roared at the end of your speech and you were just about to leave before a voice boomed throughout the stadium.

"Bella, I think you forgot to thank one more person." Dylan was standing by the mic and you really didn't know what was happening. Holland shook her head at you, just as confused. "The inspiration for this song, of course." You don't want to roll your eyes with all of the camera's facing in your direction. "Bella, time is precious and I don't to spend another second without you."

"Dylan."

"No, Bella. I love you and leaving you was the worst mistake I ever made." He pulled the mic from the stand and came over to you. He reached out for your hand and for a moment you forgot there was anyone else in the room. "Time is so precious, Bella, and I don't want to throw away any more time. Be mine, Bella, because I love you." The room is filled with mixed noises, but one look in those sweet brown eyes and you can't help but jump into his arms again. "The best girl I've ever had." He whispers in your ear before the lights dull on stage.