Our Thing || Dylan O'Brien

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Cecelia didn't want to wake up the next morning, feeling safe and warm in Dylan's strong arms, who was sleeping peacefully next to her. She knew she had to get ready for school, but just closing her eyes her eyes for a minute wouldn't matter, right?

So, she closed her eyes for what felt for a few minutes until her phone rang, making her open her eyes quickly and grab her phone from the nightstand. She answered the phone, noticing  the boy next to her wake up slowly, looking at her with sleepy eyes. "Hello?"

"Good morning!" it was Joey on the other side of the line, sounding happy. "Have you slept well?"

She rubbed her eyes, sitting up and yawned, "I slept great. Thank you for asking. Now, why in the name of God are you calling me at-..." She blinked a few times, before standing up quickly and picking out clothes from her bag. "Wait, what time is it?"

"8 AM," he sniggered, as she looked into the mirror and frowned at how she looked. "But I just wanted to tell you the big news I just got."

Realizing she couldn't do anything to get ready for school, she dropped her clothes on the floor and threw her free hand in the air in frustration, "Oh my-... I'm going to hang up on you, alright? I'm sorry, but I really have to get ready for school. I already overslept, so-..."

"No, it's fine" Joey interrupted her, still sniggering. "I'll call you an another time. Good luck."

She hung up and threw her phone on the bed, before grabbing her clothes from the floor and running into the bathroom to change. She brushed her teeth, did her makeup and hair and then put on jewelry while walking towards the living room.

She almost fell out how quickly she wanted to put on her heels, but Dylan saved her from the fall, holding her by her waist. "I know you overslept, but could at least be careful?"

"If you keep quiet" after was done putting on her heels, she grabbed her bag from the couch and walked into the kitchen where she opened the refrigerator. She took an apple, taking a bite of it and heard him chuckling. "What?"

"You're cute," he shook his head, looking at her with his brown eyes as he leaned against the counter. "You want me to give you a ride?"

"No, I'm fine walking." Before she could walk past him, he grabbed  her hand and grinned, "what about us? What about everything we've been through?"

Starting to giggle, she shook her head unbelievably at how he was quoting a 'High School Musical' song, but played along anyway, "I gotta leave but I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you" he sniggered, kissing her forehead softly. "Good luck with school."

"Thank you, Dyl" she pulled her hand out of his grip and walked away as she waved awkwardly at him. He waved back, smiling.

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Although he really liked his job, Dylan was a glad he didn't have to do much at work because they were almost done filming season 2 for the summer and so he could just hang out with his friends at Holland's apartment and be lazy. Now that he had texted Cecelia the address, he knew she'd be coming over in a few and as usual he was forward to see her again in some way. If she wasn't crying. He didn't like to see her cry.

"I'm hungry," Tyler played with the strings of his guitar, that had been laying on his lap for a while now, as he looked up at the brunette. "You too, bro?"

"Yeah, bro," he rubbed his stomach, nodding with a smirk on his face. "I'd like to eat ice cream with lots of strawberries and chocolate sauce. Or doughnuts; doughnuts are good."

"Cupcakes are also really good," Holland sighed dreamily, laying her head on Colton's shoulder. "Isn't Cecelia into baking or something? She told me she made you cupcakes once."

"Not just once," Dylan shook his head, feeling his stomach rumble. "I've known her for freaking 5 years now. If she likes baking so much, there's no way she could've made me cupcakes just for one time." He shrugged his shoulders, counting the times in his head. "And not just cupcakes. Freaking brownies, chocolate chip cookies-... She made me a pie for my 20th birthday, remember?"

"Perfect girlfriend or what?" Colton sniggered, running a hand through his blonde hair. "Come on, man, get your shit together and ask her out."

"Can we just stop talking about that?" the boy put his hands in his jeans pockets while sighing in irritation. "I can't help that it's not easy to ask her out. I want to ask her out, but-..." He stopped, shaking his head, "You know what? Everything's going perfect between us. She's getting comfortable around me, she told me Joey and her broke up. I'll ask her soon, alright? It's worth the wait."

"You're stupid and a coward," Tyler threw a pillow at his friend, rolling his eyes. "I hate you."

Right at that moment the bell rang, making the three boys look at the only girl sitting in the room with a smirk on their face. "Hey, Holland. Nice to see you here."

Rolling her eyes, she stood up and walked towards the front door to open it, seeing Cecelia standing in front of the doorway with a plate of cupcakes in her hand. Delicious looking cupcakes.

"Perfect timing!" Holland let her come in, closing the front door behind her and together they walked towards the boys. "Look at what she got with her!"

"And you're looking gorgeous, as usual," Tyler complimented her, giving her a charming smile and wink. She just smiled, setting the plate on the table before sitting down on the couch, "I'm not even going to say thank you, I know you just want the cupcake."

Dylan grabbed a cupcake from the plate, taking a bite of it and then he realized something. She sat down without kicking off her heels and dropping her bag on the floor. She also was sitting up straighter as usual, hands laying neatly on her lap and her face looked emotionless, although she was smiling. Yup, she was definitely not feeling comfortable at all.

"These cupcakes are freaking delicious!" Holland took a big bite of the cupcake, chewing it slowly with her eyes closed. "I want you as my cook."

"I agree with you, Holly. These cupcakes are amazing" Tyler complimented her, giving her a wink as he took the last bite of his cupcake. "Have you ever thought about becoming a cook or something?"

"No, I didn't," she put a strand of hair behind her ear, feeling her cheeks heat up. "But thank you, though. It's nice to hear you like my cupcakes."

She noticed Dylan grinning widely, running a hand through his hair. Once he saw her looking, he started laughing, making her throw her hands in the air indignantly. "Why are you laughing?"

"Have ever told you that your way of talking is really cute when you are feeling uncomfortable?" he hid face with his hands, laughing with his mouth open while stamping his feet the ground.

"Stop laughing!" she tried to defend herself with a smile on her face, making hand gestures. "It's not funny, okay? I can't help it, it's just what I do!"

He stopped laughing, but still sniggering a little bit as he laid his hand on her knee, "it's fine, sunshine. You're just really cute when you do, alright?"

Sighing deeply, she gave him a look before looking away at Tyler and Holland, who were watching their little moment. "So, what are we going to do?"

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A/N: So, I don't really have a shipname for Joey and Cecelia or Dylan and Cecelia. Oh my god. But I should probably think about it, though. 

But who do you ship and why? And would you like a sequel? Or is this story just plain annoying? Haha, don't be afraid to answer. I love comments, they make my day basically. Thank you for reading and ehm... have a nice day/night! :D