Our Thing || Dylan O'Brien

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Cecelia sighed tiredly, walking out of Dylan's bedroom wearing a summer dress and black heels and put hair up into a ponytail. She had slept very well, so she had to tell herself to get out of bed or she was going to be late at school.

Dylan was still sleeping on the couch; his arms were laying above his head and his mouth was open, making soft snores fill the living room. It made her smile, but when she noticed her books laying on his stomach and was still wearing his regular clothes made her smile wider. He must have fallen asleep doing her homework and god, could he even be more amazing than he already was?

Giggling happily, she walked into the kitchen to grab herself an apple and a glass of orange juice. She didn't want to wake up Dylan just yet, knowing he had to start working at 8 until 9 in the evening and he had to be really tired if he fell actually asleep doing her homework, he didn't have to do anyway.

Hoping it wake him up, Cecelia carefully grabbed her books from his stomach and put them into her bag. She kissed his forehead gently before walking out of his apartment, closing the front door behind her.

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Although Dylan woke up without a sound of Cecelia in his apartment, he couldn't stop smiling at work making the dramatic scene he had to shoot pretty difficult to do. Stiles, his character, was beaten up by someone and he act all upset and what not and he also had to remember his lines. Wow, that was the second freaking amazing day in one week.

"Why are you all smiley?" Tyler raised his eyebrows at the brunette, making him look up at from his plate with full of delicious chicken. "You got laid or something?"

"Better-..." he stopped himself, sniggering as his shook his head. "No-... well, I don't know. But Cecelia came over yesterday and you're never going to believe it, but she actually was cooking dinner when I got home and slept in my bed."

Holland grinned widely at him, knowing exactly what he was talking about. Yesterday she got a text from the girl asking what time they would get free from work and this morning she got a text she slept over at his, saying it definitely was worth being a little uncomfortable and nervous at first.

"Are you freaking kidding me?" Tyler dropped his fork, not believing his own ears. "So, she was sleeping your bed... with you in it?"

"No, I fell asleep doing her homework" he shook his head, taking a bite of his food as he noticed the girls, Colton and Daniel were listening to their conversation too. "But it was definitely worth it."

Holland squealed, clapping her hands before sitting up straighter, "That is so sweet!"

Crystal laughed at her friends, but couldn't agree less, "yeah, she right. Doing her homework and sleeping on the couch for her; way to make her fall in love with you."

"Well, it's a bonus having her fall in love with me in some way," Dylan blushed a little, starting to play with his food. "But what I really want is her to be happy. I mean, she deserves better than wanting to have to please her parents all the time-..."

"Are you sure she wants to please her parents?" Daniel asked, putting his arm around the dark-haired beauty sitting next to him. "Maybe she's just afraid to lose or to disappoint them."

Dylan knew he had a point but if she actually was afraid, how in hell would he be able to convince her not to be afraid? Maybe she'd actually lose them or disappoint them and then it was his fault, making the chance to make her happy fall to his knees in a less than a second. He didn't want that.

"Whatever it is," Crystal started, putting a strand of dark hair behind her ear as she took a sip of her drink. "She will get through everything if only you stay by her side, just in case she forgets how to breathe."

"If it was meant literally, I'd definitely send her to a doctor" Tyler sniggered at himself, looking at the boy. "Doctor Dylan."

"Hi, I'm Doctor Dylan," Dylan smirked, although he didn't ignore what Crystal just said. "A pleasure to meet you. How can I help you?"

"I forgot how to how to breathe" his friend said, trying to make it sound dramatic. "Is there a way you could teach me again?"

"Of course, asshole, I'm Doctor Dylan" the brunette pulled a funny face as he rolled his eyes, making Tyler jumped up from his chair to hug him in a joking way, "Yay me!"

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It was 4 PM and Cecelia came finally home from school. It was easy for her to concentrate although she didn't really like the classes she had, after having to get to see Dylan yesterday and early this morning. He made her feel happy and forget about the bad things for a while until she had to go home again.

She walked into the living room where her parents were sitting as usual. Her father with a newspaper and her mother with a cup of tea in her hands. When they noticed her standing there, they gave her a smile. "How has your day been, princess?"

"My day has been perfect, father," she returned the smile, before taking her book out of her bag as sat down on the couch. "How has your day been?"

"Good" he answered her, nodding his head and turned to look at his wife. He kissed her cheek, giving her a wink and continued to read the newspaper again.

All of the sudden she heard the doorbell ring, making her stand up from the couch in confusion and started to walk towards the front door. She wasn't expecting someone, but had her ideas of who it could be.

And yes, when she opened the door she could see Joey standing in the doorway with his hands in his pockets. He was looking down at his feet, making her from feeling confused to feeling worried.

"Can we talk?" he asked as he looked up at her, letting her show the serious expression he had on his face. Whatever it was what he wanted to talk about, it was definitely something important and she wasn't ready for that.