Best Friend's Brother... (Dylan O'brien)

Chapter 18

Sorry for all the late updates, but guess what... It's summer so hopefully I'll write more. I had a lot a chapter finished but it all got deleted and I was soooooo mad but I'll try and write it again and make up for it!

Dylan's POV
We got on the plane and I immediately fell asleep. Tyler said that only a few fans came up to us considering the first season isn't even out yet. Right before we landed, Posey woke me up and before I knew it we were headed down to baggage claim. I didn't tell my parents about us coming out, I was going to surprise them. We took a cab to my parents house. It was about a 15 minute drive. We paid the driver, got our luggage out, and headed for the front steps of the house. I was so nervous. My hands were shaking, I was sweating, it was all a disaster. Tyler pulled me together before we rang the doorbell.

"Look man, I don't know why you're so nervous. They're your family. They've missed you and they love you. They're going to be super happy to see you so don't sweat it."

I looked at Posey and smiled. I reached for the doorbell and from outside you could hear the ringing sound. I heard footsteps walking up to the door. I look across the street and up the road to see if I could see Bridget's house. When I turned back to look at the door, my mom was opening it. Her eyes were full of surprise and she had a bright smile across her face.

"Dylan!! You're home!" She grabbed me and pulled me in for a hug. "Patrick, come down here!"

My mom couldn't get the smile of her face. I heard my dad come down the stairs and turn the corner. He was trying to fix and old camera and when he got to the door, he looked up.

"Dylan! What are you doing here?" He pulled me in for a hug as well.

"Long story short, I decided to come out and surprise you guys. I brought Tyler too, the one from the show. I hope that's ok?"

"For sure Dyl." My mom smiled. "I'm loving your new hair too, it's growing out a bit longer."

"A little bit, but it's mainly just because I haven't been shooting so I haven't cut it. Maybe when we shoot the next season I'll grow it out. Ya know, just something different from the buzz cut."

We entered through the door and brought our luggage to my room. Just walking through my old house brings back so memories. I miss it, but I like my acting career a whole lot better. We started to unpack and decided to go to the beach. We don't have any back in Atlanta, so why not go lay out on the sand. We got ready and went to the kitchen to get snacks and drinks.

"Hey mom, we're gonna go to the beach."

"Ok sounds good. We have dinner plans with the Everly's. I'm sure they would love to see you. Especially Spencer. You're welcome to join in. I'm not sure if the kids are coming but I'll text Spencer's mom and see if they are."

"Ok, can we decide later on? I'm not sure if I wanna see anyone yet."

"Anyone as in Spencer... Or as in Bridget?" Tyler looked at me and his eyes widened.

"Mom, how'd you know about that?"

"About what?" She looked at me, smirked, and winked. What the hell does that mean?

We walked out the door with snacks and drinks. We brought towels and sunscreen and all that stuff. We drove there jamming out to the radio and in a short seven minutes we were there. Tyler grabbed the cooler and I grabbed the beach bag filled with towels and that sorta stuff.

We walked to a spot, put up the umbrella and laid out the towels and a blanket to put the cooler on. Tyler grabbed some drinks and threw one to me. He pulled out the chips and began to munch on them. We laid there for a while, but then I needed to go for a swim.

I got up, stretched and headed for the water. I think Tyler fell asleep. I swam for a good few minutes and walked back to my towel. I laid down and put my sunglasses back on.

Tyler sat up and looked at me. "Hey bro, what's the deal with Bridget?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you obviously like her, so why don't you wanna see her? Are you scared, or what's the deal?"

I looked at him for a while and decided to answer. "Here's the deal. Her brother is one of my best friends. We've known each other since I can remember, but it wasn't till this year that we started to have feelings for each other. I guess we both grew up and she didn't see me as her brother's dorky friend anymore and I didn't see her as a little girl who wore butterfly clips anymore. Things just changed. I've always liked her, but this year was when I felt like there might be a possibility of us being together. I just don't want her brother to get mad and for my shooting schedule to get in the way of it all. The last thing I want is for her to be hurt."

"Damn dude, I never realized that you liked her that much."

"Well no shit, I think about her everyday. On set, at the apartment, when I'm out with everyone. She's always on my mind and I don't know why."

"Dude, it's because you like her, a lot. It seems like you're over complicating it. Let's go to the dinner tonight, you can see her. Everything will be fine. What do you say?"

"I don't know man." I looked off into the distance at some kids playing beach volleyball. Some of them were pretty good.

"Come on Dylan. Why don't we go to the dinner and then after, why don't you guys go get ice cream or some thing by yourselves. Or go to a movie. You just need to talk to her. And be alone."

"Yeah I guess, but we don't even know if they kids are going yet so..."

Tyler laughed and asked if I wanted to go in the water again. I noodled and we got up.

The water was cool and the waves were pretty high. An awesome day to go surfing. I thought about Bridget and how we never got to surf considering her foot got cut by glass. I really wanna take her back up there. We never got to go back because I got the part for Teen Wolf and had to leave. Ughhhh!

We swam for a while and decided to go back to the sand and head back home.

I got out of the cool water and walked back up the hill to our things. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the volleyball game going on. The volleyball was going up into the air and heading right towards me. I turned to look at it and try and block myself but right before I could catch it, some girl had hit it and pushed me down.

At least she saved the ball and got it back over the net.

"Oh I'm sorry, we were playing a game and..." I looked up, into her eyes and realized who it was.

She was so concentrated on getting back up and getting back to the game that she never realized who I was.

"Anyways, sorry about that." She began to get up and tried to run off. Before she could keep running away, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to me.

She looked really mad and confused, but when she was standing two feet away and looked at my face, she stood there in silence, shocked.

"Dylan?" Her eyes wandered all over and a smile appeared on her face.

I smiled back at her. "Hi Bridget."