Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Sister// Dave

You and Dave have been together for almost a weekend. 

It wasn't that long but you felt like this boy gave you an entire lifetime within one weekend.

You called him, avoiding your algebra homework. 

"Hey." You smiled into the phone.

"Hey, I thought you had homework?" He asks.

"I'm taking a well deserved break." You grinned.

"Why don't you come to the park and hang out with me and Stella?"

"Oh I uh, I don't want to intrude on your time together." You said, sitting up.

"Nah, she's sick of me. C'mon please." He whines through the phone.

"Fine, I'll be there in a few minutes." You gave in.

"Okay bye." He says before hanging up.

You slipped on your shoes and grabbed your keys before exiting.

You got to the park in about 10 minutes, locating Dave almost instantaneously.

You ran over to him, his back facing you as you jumped on it.

He caught you as a reflex, grinning like an idiot. "Hey babe."

He let you down, turning you to face him before giving you a kiss. 

You sat down on the swing, Dave sitting on the one beside you. 

Stella runs over and jumps onto Dave's lap, standing on it. You smiled and waved at her.

She smiled and waved back, making the swing move while standing on Dave's lap.

She runs back over and you ask the one question that has been picking at you for the last ten minutes. "Where's her dad?"

"Well, he uh, he left when she was a baby," he says. "He got addicted to drugs, didn't really see her again."

"I'm sorry."

"Maybe that's why I'm so nervous about going to college, you know? I don't want her to think that I'm leaving and that I'm not coming back."

"You really think that she'll think that?"

"I just don't want her to think that I don't want to be there for her. I mean, of course I'm going to fly in every couple months if I can and see her."

You lean over and grab his hand, pressing your lips to his knuckles. 

Stella runs back over and jump on your lap.

"Hi y/n." She smiles, wrapping her arms around your neck.

"Hi Stella." You return her smile.

She leans forward, cupping her hand by your ear and says, "Are you and my brother making babies?"

You burst out laughing, the swing moving underneath you.

"No, sweetheart, we are not making babies."

Dave chuckles and picks up Stella, going towards the car.

"I'm gonna take her home." Dave says after he gets into the backseat of the car.

"Come by later?" You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"I can bring a movie?" He asks.

"Bring a good one." You said before he leans down and swiftly presses his lips against yours.

You smile into the kiss, holding his face with your hands. 

He wraps his arms around your torso, deepening the kiss.

"Guys! Stop making babies!" Stella yells.

You laugh, throwing your head back in laughter. 

He smiles and pecks your lips before going to the car.