Dylan O'Brien Imagines and Preferences

"Are you nervous?" - Dave Hodgman

                  

I quickly take my eyes off the red light as I see my phone flash, indicating I have a message. I snatch it up and read the text from my best friend.

From: Dave

Are you coming soon? Stella is sleeping over at a friend's house and Mum has gone out for dinner with her friends, we have the house to ourselves so there won't be any interruptions

Finally we can study alone. Don't get me wrong I love Stella, almost as much as Dave does, but every time I come over to study or just hang out Stella always wants to play with me.

I'm failing half my classes and I'm just happy that I can really get some work done today.

My finger hurriedly types over the screen sending a reply before dropping the phone and focusing on the road to see the red light turning green.

From: Y/N

I'm on my way, make sure you have everything set up so we can go start to work

5 minutes later I'm stopping my car in front of the Hodgman's house.

I grab my bags, filled with textbooks and my Supernatural sticker covered laptop, before jumping out of the car and running up the driveway, pushing open the door.

"Hodgman! Where are you?" I yell from the bottom of the stairs. I practically live in this house so Dave doesn't mind me storming in. He is probably used to it by now.

"I'm in here Y/L/N!" I hear Dave's voice from upstairs. I race up the carpeted stairs, skipping every second on before flying down the hall and running into Dave's bed room. I jump on his bed and squeal as I bounce right off it, landing on the floor.

I hear Dave laughing and a soft bang as he falls onto the floor. I pop up from my awkward position on the floor and smile innocently at Dave as I see him rolling on the floor, clutching his stomach.

"That was awesome Y/N." He says in-between laughs. I playfully glare at him and pounce from the crouched position I'm in. I land on Dave and he laughs harder, wrapping his arms around my waist. We start to wrestle, I try and get out of Dave's grip as he tries to pin me down.

A few moments later, Dave has my hands pined above my head and his legs straddling my waist keeping me from moving at all.

"Okay," I breathe out, pausing for a second to catch my breath. "You won, congratulations big boy, now can you get your cute ass off me please." I whine. Dave looks down at me before releasing my hands, causing him to flop on me. The pressure on my stomach sends me over the edge and I can't help but screaming out a struggled laugh. I don't know what it is, but every time someone presses down on my stomach, I can't stop laughing. It is one of the many weird things that makes me... me.

"D-D- Da-ve, please get-" I can't finish my sentence because he starts tickling my armpits. All I can get out is a struggled scream. "Dave!"

My stomach aches and I can't take it anymore. I use my last bit of strength and push Dave off up before straddling his waist, pinning him down.

I try and catch my breath before saying. "You little shit. You know what that does to me."

He laughs at me and I can feel his stomach shaking below me. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself. Would you please get off me so we can start studying, I know you need it Miss Dumb-bo."

I fake gasp and playfully glare at him. "You bitch." I stare at him with a pissed off expression before we both burst into laughter. I jump off him singing. "Lets go study. I'm a dumb bitch who needs to study. Lets go study. I'm a dumb bitch who needs to study."