Innocent - A Dylan O'brien Fanfiction

Truth or Dare

I felt a luttle airsick, what was unusual. I blamed it on the pack of chips that Zoe had given me. They tasted worse tgan dog vomit, if that was even possible.
We all had to gather outside at the plane. I saw how Dylan quickly let a package of sleeping pills slip into his jacket pocket. I had a bad feeling. Why did he use sleeping pills? Was he just unable to sleep on an aircraft or was there something i didn't know...? I remembered the dark rings under his eyes. They sure were connected to that.
Before i could think of it more detailed, Kevins voice cut into the silence.
"Everybody here? Or is somebody absent?"he asked.
"No."i mumbled and the others repeated my sentence.
"Great. We will take a private bus to our hotel. Just so everyone knows: Zoe and Mike will be sharing a room, Cammie and Dylan too, Thomas and Mason, Bradley and me..."Kevin told us the whole plan of the rooms. I would really be sharing a room with Dylan. God, i would die.
Soon the bus arrived to pick us up. It was big and i set down at a random place.
Suddenly Dylan let himself fall next to me.
"Hey there, Cammie."he said with a slight grin on his lips. Beautiful lips, if i may add.
"Hey there, Dylan."i said sarcastically.
His grin grew a bit bigger and he put his left foot on the back of the chair in front of us. His dirty shoes would definetly leave a mud mark. At least it was a Dylan O'Brien mud mark.
"Did you feel sick?"i asked casually.
"No, luckily not. I slept in after we took off."he admitted.
I looked at his jacket bag, where the sleeping pills were. Did he use them to sleep in? Probably. What if he had so much stress that he couldn't even focus on sleeping in properly? I felt sorry for him.
"Why do i get a weird feeling, that you suspect i am... a murderer, perhaps?"he asked and rose his eyebrows.
Fastly i wiped away my concentrated-detective-look and smiled.
"I don't know. Why would you think that?"i said with a nervous laugh.
"Oh, i have no idea. Maybe because you looked at me like you would like to rip my throat out?"
I knew that he was only making fun of me. Asshole. Atrractive asshole. Kind, attractive asshole. Perfect, kind, attractive asshole. Okay, let's forget about 'asshole'.
I looked out of the window. We already left the airport behind us.
"Do you know where the hotel is?"i asked Dylan.
"Yes. It's 2 hours away from here. Quite pretty rooms."
"How do you know? Did you visit New Zealand already?"
"No. They have a website."he grinned.
Oh great, now i seemed like a girl who didn't think about modern technology.
"Umm, of course. I forgot about that option."i sighted.
"Do you see the mountains, Cam?"he suddenly asked and leaned a little closer. I smelled his heavenly smell.
Cammie, damnt it, stop thinking about that!
I tried to ignore him and checked out the mountains he was talking about. Certainly they were beautiful.
"Sometimes i imagine to live in a place like this."Dylan said quietly.
I turned to him.
"It is a nice view, indeed."i admitted.
"That's not all. It's so... innocent."he said and our eyes met. I saw pain in the way he looked at me. I didn't understand it. He swallowed hard and leaned back to his own seat.
"It's pure nature. There are almost no houses."i said.
"That's the point."Dylan said.
"Why?"
"We need a still place to film Mayas dreams."he explained.
"Mayas dreams? She has dreams?"i asked confused.
"Well, yes. You seem very uninformed, do you want me to borrow you the script?"he asked amused.
"Oh, sure. I feel like a lost bunny trying to understand riddles."i murmured.
"It isn't that tragic, is it?"he wanted to know. Still amused about my situation.
"No. Not that tragic."
"I can hand over tge script when we arrive. Anyway, it looks like we will be roommates. I can't wait to prank you."
He sure had some sadistic plans how to embarrass me. But... i also had sone good plans for him. I smiked wickedly.
"We will see who will get pranked first."i said.
"I can tell you, you will be the one."
"No, you are wrong, Watson."
"Am i, Sherlock?"
I smiled: "Yes. You have a lot wisdom to learn."
"Now that's sad, when you look at the fact that i am older than you."he said with played anger. Then he grinned.
For a moment i felt bad, because what we were doing, was definetly flirting. And he had a girlfriend! I wasn't supposed to di this... But it was fun, to be honest. I felt like a lovesick person with a thousand of butterflies in my stomach. But i had to remind myself, whom i was falling for. It wasn't a goid choice. It wouldn't end good...
"We arrived! Thanks god!"yelled Zoe in a party mood. We started the trip at 5 a clock in the morning, and now it was 5 s clock in the evening. The time was rushing by.
I stood up relieved and we all hurried out of the bus.
My phone rang for a second; i got an SMS. So we had internet here. Not bad.
I unlocked it and checked the message.

Did you land?? Did everything work out fine? Or did you die? Love you, Tasha (i feel so bored please text back)

I had to smile when i read it. Tasha was so adorable. Sometimes. I wrote back:

I died. Because Dylan and me ACTUALLY FLIRTED!! Cammie

Dylan looked at my phone and i fastly switched it off. I cursed myself innerly and blushed. Did he see it? He was smiling kind of satisfied. Oh shit. Maybe he really saw it! Great. Great job. I wanted to hit my head on a brick wall for not being careful enough. Rip me.
I avoided his looks and just walked straight, following the others. Soon we entered the hotel and Mason talked to the woman standing at the reception. Kevin gave Dylan the key to our room. It was number 467. I tried to remember it for later.
"Take a shower or pack out your things and we will meet in two hours at the social room."Mason said. Everyone nodded and went. We were happy to be in a nice, warm, cozy hotel.
On the way to our room i didn't dare to talk to Dylan. I felt way too embarrassed. Perhaps it would have been cleverer to act cool, but i wasn't that kind of person. Not in front of Dylan freaking O'Brien.
He opened our room and we went in. There were luckily two separate beds and a huge bathroom. Also, the view from our window was epic.
"Do you want to shower first?"i asked Dylan finally.
"Ladies first."he said and let himself fall on the bed. He crossed his arms behind his head and i couldn't help staring at his arm muscles.
"V.I.P.s first."i argued and set down on the other bed.
"Cammie, just go shower."he laughed.
So i smiled and took my stuff for a shower out of my suitcase.
After that i dissappeared in the bathroom for one hour. I washed my hair with strawberry shampoo and it smelled perfectly. And i took out the earrings i had already worn for two intire days. They were hurting.
When i was finished and came out, Dylan already had wet hair.
"You showered?"i asked surprised.
"Yeah, i was impatient. So i went to Mike and he let me shower in their bathroom."
"Oh... Sorry for taking so long."
"I don't really care."
I put my suitcase under the bed and glanced at Dylan.
"Let's go to the social room. The others already started playing thruth or dare. We don't want to miss that."he smiled.
"Of course not. Let's go then."
The social room was very ugly, but gokd for a bunch of drunken teenage actors playing truth or dare. I mean, even Kevin was a little drunk. They had some weird music playing and were sitting in a circle.
"There they come!"Zoe yelled with an accent she never had before.
"Join us."Mason added and drank another sip from his beer.
"We are happy to join."Dylan said and set down. I set down next to Zoe.
"You little bastards are playing truth or dare while being drunk? Well this is going to be fun."laughed Dylan.
Now i understood, why shooting a movie was fun.
Still, i refused to drink. I registered with a smile, that Dylan also wasn't the tipe of guy who liked to get all drunk.
First, Mike dared Mason to lick the wall. It wasn't that bad, but disguisting. I had to laugh, when Mason tried to get the white paint off his tounge.
Next Zoe had to tell us what she liked about Dylan.
"His hoteness. And these eyes, my gosh."she said.
Dylan didn't comment, but he seemed to enjoy the attention. Would he rather have Britt next to his side, also playing truth or dare?
"Now it's my turn to ask someone..."Zoe announced."I pick Cammie!"
I was a little nervous. I didn't want to lick the wall.
"Truth or dare?"Zoe wanted to know.
I felt like picking the safe side; truth. But maybe i should once try to be braver than that. So i just said:
"Dare."
"Wooo, she picked dare!"said Mike and grinned.
"I dare you to... go in that closet with Dylan for 15 minutes."Zoe said.
My throat suddenly became dry. 15 minutes! In that tiny place? With closed doores? They had to be kidding!
"It's okay. Just come."said Dylan softly and pulled me up.
I blushed, because of what everyone might think that we were doing in the closet... Okay, i had to stop thinking this!
We walked to tge closet and closed ourselfes in. It was quiet. Just him and me. His gaze met mine and my heart beat started raising. I heard his too. I had no words.