A/N This song has nothing to do with this Imagine but I love it amazing. 'All Time Low, If these sheets were states.'
Dylan POV
I'm sitting waiting for an interview to start on a big white comfortable couch with Tyler Hoechlin and Tyler Posey are both sitting on my left.
I'm tapping my fingers to an unknown rhythm and bouncing my leg mindlessly. This is my last interview today and soon I'll be able to go home to my gorgeous girlfriend Y/N. We have been dating for a couple of mouths but it hasn't become public yet and, at the start of the relationship, we both agreed that we should keep it a secret from the public for a while. Y/N and I don't really mind becoming public and we don't exactly try to be careful when we go out together but there wouldn't be any formal announcement made unless it's unavoidable.
So I'm sitting here anxiously waiting for it to be over and done with. Ellen finally comes out while the stage is dark and two crew members comes out to put mics all four of us. We hear a loud booming voice telling us we have 10 seconds before the lights are turn on and the cameras start rolling. The two crew members scramble off stage position them self behind the cameras.
The lights flash on and the crowd cheers us through the introduction and it finally starts.
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It's the part of the interview where you are asked personal questions and I try to act cool. Both Tyler's talk about what they do off set and it all seems fine until Ellen, the host, turns to me.
I gulp nervously but put a smile on my face. "So Dylan, I heard you have a special lady waiting for you at home." I stare at her in shock. Ellen then turns to the crowd knowing I wasn't going to say anything. "Everyone, have a look at Hollywood's new hottest couple." Ellen points to the screen behind and a picture of me and Y/N flashes up. A burst of warm and fuzzy feelings fills me as I look at her smiling face, I felt this exact way when I first met her. The picture is of us when I took Y/N to the park for a date, we are sitting on a picnic blanket eating her favourite snacks and it makes me so happy that I was the one for the cause of her smile.
"Dylan, I see that smile on your face." Ellen says as a different picture pops up. It's Y/N and I holding hands as we walk down the streets and into the hotel we were staying at.
"That's just my friend-"
Another picture comes up and it's Y/N and I kissing each other passionately. I was leaving for a couple of days and we were saying our goodbyes. Ellen turns to me with eyebrows raised and a smirk on her face. I stare blankly at her before laughing awkwardly and scratching my chin.
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Dylan O'Brien Imagines and Preferences
FanfictionDylan, Stiles, Stuart, Thomas and Dave Imagines and preferences This is all about Dylan and the characters he has played. I'm going through them and editing them (11/oct/2018)