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

Chapter 32

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~~~~ Callie's POV ~~~~

It's almost two thirty in the afternoon, but it has been such a long day. After parking, I grabbed my books from the backseat and went up to the apartment.

I listened to Dylan's voicemail over and over throughout the day. I'm not mad that he didn't come home. I mean it was my first night there without boxes everywhere, so it was sort of a special night. 

I decided that I'm not mad. He didn't mean for it to happen. He was just called in- like the rest of the cast.

I pulled my keys from my bag and unlocked the door. When I set my bags down, I heard soft snores from the couch. I slowly made my way over to him.

He was so cute, but it looked uncomfortable. His head was on the back of the couch and his shoes weren't even off.

"Dylan," I whispered. All I got was the snores escaping his mouth. "Babe," I said a little louder and shook him.

"I'm up!" He said and sat up quickly. I laughed softly.

"Why don't you go lay in bed, babe?" I put my hand on the side of his cheek, running my thumb over his soft skin. 

There were bags under his beautiful eyes and he looked exhausted.

"Baby."

"Hmmm." He hummed with closed eyes. He turned his head to me and opened his eyes again.

"When did you get home?" I asked, still running my thumb over his cheek.

"About twenty minutes ago. I wanted to stay up, but I couldn't. I'm sorry I didn't-" I shut him up by putting my finger on his lips. He kissed my finger.

"Don't be. I'm not mad." I smiled.

"Really?"

"No." I whispered. "Are you hungry?" I asked. He nodded. I kissed his cheek and went to the kitchen. I hurriedly got the things out to make a sandwich, hoping he wouldn't fall back asleep.

He came behind me and wrapped his arms around my body. I looked back and he placed his chin on my shoulder, as his eyes were shut closed.

"How was school?" He mumbled.

"Okay, for a first day."

"Do you have homework?"

"Not much."

"Did you make friends?" He yawned.

"I talked to a few people if that's what you mean." I walked to the table with Dylan still holding me close. He sat down and I set the plate in front of him.

He picked up the sandwich and put it up to his lips. Dylan opened his mouth and took a bite, chewing slowly.

You know those cute videos of kids falling asleep while eating? That's exactly what he looked like right now and it was the cutest thing ever.

"You're too tired to eat." I laughed as he tried, but failed to keep his eyes open as he ate.

"I know."

"Come on, baby. Go back to bed."

"Only if you come." He said. I smiled and pulled him out of his seat.

"Let me put this food away and I will." He nodded and slowly walked back to our room.

I quickly wrapped the sandwiches up and put them in the fridge. I walked back to the bedroom and Dylan was sleeping on the bed. His shoes, pants, shirt, and jacket were still on.

"Babe," I laughed. He put his arms over his face.

I unlaced his shoes and threw them by the door, then took his stinky socks off. Those were thrown over in the corner.

"Do you want your jeans off?" I asked. He nodded.

I undid his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. He lifted his butt up as I pulled them down to this ankles and threw them to the side.

"If I wasn't so tired this would be such a turn on." I rolled my eyes.

"Sit up." I commanded. He groaned as he did. I grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it off his head.

"Will you wear my shirt?" He asked before I threw it on the ground. I looked at him and he momentarily looked at me before shutting his eyes. "I like when you wear my shirts."

Wearing his shirts? Of course I would. He didn't have to ask twice.

I smiled and took off my jeans and shirt to put his shirt on. I felt him stare at me the whole time.

"Please come lay with me now." He begged. I got next to him and he moved closer, wrapping his arms around my waist, while putting his head on my chest. I put one of my hands on his arm and the other on his back.

"You can do homework, I forgot you had some."

"I can do it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" He yawned.

"I don't have classes Tuesdays and Thursdays remember?" I laughed.

"Now I do."

"Just get some sleep, babe." I said and kissed his forehead. He sighed and not long after I heard him snoring. My cute, sleepy Dylan.

When I woke up it was seven at night. I was now laying by Dylan and his arm was wrapped tightly around me. He was still snoring and it was so cute. I softly kissed his neck and carefully got up.

After going to the bathroom, I made my way to the kitchen. A yawn escaped my mouth while I grabbed a cup for some water.

When I finished I began walking back to the room then someone began knocking at the door. I went to it, but before I opened it I sighed when I realized I was in my underwear and Dylan's shirt.

I grabbed a random pair of my shorts from the laundry basket by the couch. When I opened the door Tyler was there.

"Hey." I smiled.

"Hi." The bags under his eyes were evident. His hair was a mess and he was yawning non stop. "Can you tell Dylan that we have a few days off? The director and his wife went out for a trip to Hawaii or some shit." I nodded. "Dylan hasn't been answering his phone."

"Yeah. He's been sleeping since he got home."

"Good for him."

"Go home and get some rest, Posey."

"That's what I plan on doing." I laughed and shut the door. I locked it and went back to the room.

"Who was that?" Dylan mumbled when I got back into bed.

"Tyler. He wanted to let you know that you have a couple days off."

"Good." He said and put his head next to mine. I smiled when he kissed my jaw. "I love you, beautiful."

"I love you." I whispered. He tightened his arms around me and I fell back into a deep sleep.