"I don't have much to give, but I don't care for gold
What use is money, when you need someone to hold?
Don't have direction, I'm just rolling down this road
Waiting for you to bring me in from out the coldYou'll never know the endless nights, the rhyming of the rain,
Or how it feels to fall behind and watch you call his namePack up and leave everything,
Don't you see what I can bring
Can't keep this beating heart at bay
Set my midnight sorrow free,
I will give you all of me
Just leave your lover, leave him for me.
Leave your lover, leave him for me.We sit in bars and raise our drinks to growing old
Oh, I'm in love with you and you will never know,
But if I can't have you I'll walk this life alone,
Spare you the rising storms and let the rivers flowYou'll never know the endless nights, the rhyming of the rain
Or how it feels to fall behind and watch you call his namePack up and leave everything,
Don't you see what I can bring
Can't keep this beating heart at bay
Set my midnight sorrow free,
I will give you all of me
Just leave your lover, leave him for me
Leave your lover, leave him for me.
Leave your lover, leave him for me."-Leave Your Lover, Sam Smith
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Y/N POV
It's just another day filming on The Maze Runner set. I've come to set everyday even though I play Teresa, and either have small or no parts early on. I love all of my co-stars to death. They all are so fun and work doesn't feel like work. Especially around Dylan.
Dylan. Brown hair. Light brown eyes. Tall body frame. Think I've said enough. He plays Thomas so he's kinda a big deal around here. He's sweet, hilarious and very cute.
But I can't have him.
He has a girlfriend.
Britt.
Britt is one of my favorite actresses and I love her but she's the problem.
Playing Teresa means I will have quite a few parts with Dylan. And I'm gonna savor those moments since that's the closest I'll ever get to him.
The day goes by just as it normally does.
We shoot scenes.
Take a break.
Shoot scenes.
Shoot scenes.
Britt comes to see Dylan and acts especially lovey with him while I'm around and leaves after what seems like hours.
It's time to go home when Thomas suggests we all go out to dinner.We're all in when I realize I don't have my car. I had my friend drop me off. Damnit.
"Sorry guys I can't go. I have to catch a bus home. I don't have my car" I speak up.
"I'll take you!" a familiar voice sounds while I look through the crowd.
The voice finds a face and I see its Dylan.
I smile and nod when Dylan links our arms and leads me to his car.
"So how's Britt?" I spark a conversation.
"Um- she's uh- good I guess" he answers with hesitation and awkwardness.
"Dylan what's wrong."
"I don't have feelings for her anymore."
"Well you need to tell her. If it's a one sided relationship it will never work. Why don't you have feelings for her anymore?"
"There's someone else."
"Who?! I have been setting people up since 5th grade. I got you covered." I basically yell.
"Um you know her"
"Hm. I know a lot of people Dyl"
"You"
"I what?"
"You"
"Me"
"Y/N its you. Ever since I met you I realized how perfect you are for me. Britt is too high maintenance. And to be honest, she hates you. She knows I have a little something for you."
"Well Dylan I guess you're in luck."
"Why?"
"Because I like you too. But Britt hates me and you leaving her for me would start a war."
"Who said this would be easy?" he smiles at me and leaned over and kissed my cheek.
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