°Snapchat Overload° {Dylan O'Brien} ✔

13. facetime #1

Facetime #1

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Berkley's phone buzzed in her hand as she tried to fix her self up, letting the breeze push her thick brown locks away from her face. Instead of actually staying inside the warm building of her school, Berkley rushed down the stairs and into the playground for the secondary school kids and went to a secluded area with a shelter overhead. She didn't want to be disturbed by other people who could come in and out of the common room at any time.

She stared at the screen, wishing that she has the confidence she showed on social media and to others in that moment. Berkley didn't know what to do- she was going to talk to a twenty four year old guy who made her smile, roll her eyes, chuckle and also curse. 

But mostly smile to be honest.

Her iphone still continued to ring and she sighed, swiping across the screen with a shaky thumb. Berkley was beyond scared- she was terrified. The screen went blank before the number popped up and she pressed the face time icon and came face to face with the guy she thought of so often.

Dylan was smiling at her, white perfect teeth showing and his five o'clock shadow growing back slightly after a long day/night. Dressed in a white shirt with a black border, Berkley didn't know what to say- he looked hot as hell to her. Even his cute dimples made him hotter if that was possible.

Dylan on the other hand, was literally staring at the beautiful girl on his screen, her nose a little red, hair flying about in her face and her coat wrapped her body. 

"Hey." Dylan started first, smiling at her again and Berkley died inside- he was smiling at her like that.

"Hey." Berkley responded back, biting her lip because she had no idea what to say to him. She could cuss his ass by text, laugh and even flirt with him online but in person- she got nothing. Berkley just wanted to cut the call and get on with texting him.

"I can't believe we are actually face timing, it seems weird." Dylan says, chuckling at the end and Berkley laughed too, rolling her eyes.

"I know right. This is my fangirl heart's dream. But to me- I guess it means more....." Berkley trails off, looking down at her white converses.

"Well I hope its a good 'more'. " Dylan replies warmly, wiggling his eyebrows at her. Berkley catches it just in time as she looks up and she gives him a fake blank look.

"When will you stop flirting with me dyl?" Berkley teases, and Dylan coughs uncontrollably, and her screen shakes as he comes in and out of view.

"I am not!" Dylan spurts out, turning slightly red. Berkley laughs at him, biting her lip again.

"Whatever obrien- whatever you say...." Poking her tongue out, she rolls her eyes but lets him speak.

"I can't even right now. Leave me alone," Dylan fake weeped and Berkley burst out laughing, head cocking backwards. Her eyes were closed so she couldn't see as Dylan stared at her with warmth and admiration that could only be taken one way....

"Anyways, I'm so bored like why am i here please???" Berkley groaned, sticking her nude bottom lip out and sighing. Dylan laughed and took a hand through his hair, making her look at his background closely. It was light but like in a trailer with some pictures dotted around so she knew he was on set. 

"Education is the key to success." Dylan replied like any teacher would say, causing Berkley to groan loudly.

"Oh shut it. Did you go university?" Berkley raised a questioning eyebrow and Dylan scoffed loudly.

"Nope but look at me now.!" He fist pumped, making a little dance and Berkley gave him a dark look.

"Don't get cocky mate."

"Why not? I'm just tell-" Dylan got cut off quickly as someone from his end entered his room, shouting at him and he turned in the person's direction.

"Dylan get your ass up! Everyone's being calling you- it's your scene!" A girly voice exclaimed, her footsteps sounding in the video call. Berkley instantly recognised the voice and died. 

Holland fucking Roden.

Safe to say, Berkley was having a mental breakdown as she saw one of her favourite actors getting screamed out by her favourite actress/ role model for being late to film her favourite TV show.

"Hey! Who are you face timing??!" Holland screamed, forgetting her previous ventures into Dylan's trailer.

"My.... my friend." Dylan smiled at Berkley and she smiles back, waiting to see what Holland would say next.

Her head popped into view as she continued on, lips pulled into a smug grin.

"Well you're really pretty! I have no idea why you are talking to this douche but he really has to go! I'll make sure he calls you back!" Holland winked and unable to speak due to fangirl problems, Berkley smiled back, nodding her head furiously.

"You're so annoying Holland! Just fu- AHHHHH!!!" Dylan was being pulled away by the ear as his phone started to shake again and he became a blur of colours. Before the line cut, he said something that truly made her heart melt.

"Text you later babe! Stay safe!"

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a/n

JFHGKLAGDHJAJHD BYLANNNNN! can we take a moment. they saw each other in real life and we meet holland aka lydia!

and also this was a normal normal chapter which is really different in this book so comment what you thought of it! would mean loads especially if i wanna do this kinda again. 

anyways- appreciate my update everyday bcs im really proud of myself and also 

THIS BOOK HAS REACHED 1.3K READS??!?!?!??! how is that even possible???? i just wanna thank you all for reading, fanning and honestly being so sweet x 

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