Falling In Love With My Brother's Best Friend (Dylan O'Brien)

Chapter 9

I smiled while skipping down the stairs. I hummed a happy beat, while a huge grin never left my face.

Could this day get any better?

After Dylan and I watched the sun rise we stayed there for a little while longer, talking quietly and just enjoying each other's company. We then went to a little cafe and ate in there, then he took me back home.

Since then I've been up. I couldn't sleep, psh. I stayed up dancing in my room and then writing in my diary.

"Why are you so happy at nine in the morning?" Scott said staring at me like I was crazy.

"Because today is a beautiful day, brother!" I laughed and twirled.

"Weirdo." He took his bowl of cereal to the table.

"Hi, daddy!" I smiled and spun around the kitchen. He chuckled while pouring himself another coffee.

"Hi, princess. What has you smiling this early in the morning?" He asked looking to me.

"Everything."

"The only time I see you this happy early in the morning is when we go to the beach house at the end of the summer."

"It's a guy." Ryan mumbled while walking in.

"Really?" Dad questioned eyeing me.

"Maybe." I giggled and skipped around the house.

"I'll get it!" Kyle yelled running down the stairs.

"Who is it?" Mom asked while dad helped her put on her coat.

"It's just Josh, Luke, and Dylan." I smiled hearing my boyfriend's name.

"Kids, your mom and I are leaving for lunch with some friends." Dad yelled. I skipped over to him and kissed his and mom's cheek.

"She is so happy." Dad laughed.

"It's a boy, James!" Mom said as they walked out of the house.

"Your weird." Josh said.

"Your jealous!" I yelled.

"Dude, I don't know what you did to her, but this can't be natural." Luke said to Dylan. I went back into the living room and sat on the couch.

I woke up and was on Scott's shoulder. His arm was behind the couch and he was flipping through the channels.

"Hey," He said not paying attention.

"How long did I sleep for?" I asked rubbing my eyes.

"About three hours."

My arms out over my head as I stretched out.

"I'm hungry. You?"

"Make me something!" Ryan yelled. I got up, stretched again, and then went to the kitchen. Joel was in there already making something.

"Kyle and the guys already asked." I smiled and grabbed a water.

Dylan grabbed my hand when we walked past each other and dragged me down the hall, by the kitchen, taking me into the laundry room.

"What?" I asked. He shook his head and lifted me on the dryer.

"You were so happy." He smiled. I blushed and shrugged, putting my hands on his shoulders.