Stale Coffee | Dylan O'Brien

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kora ;

6:53 pm : October 19th, 2015

"Babe, are you almost ready? Reservations are at 7:30." A dressed Dylan whined on his bed. "Dyl, give me less then 2 minutes." I looked back at him and then continued my contour. "counting." I giggled and glided my new hunie highlight on my cheekbones.

"You want me to look pretty, right?" I smiled and he sighed getting up. He walked over and sat behind me, putting him in-between his legs. "You always look pretty, kor. But I don't want my guy friends to think so." He wrapped his arms around my hips and placed his head on my shoulder. "Awh, but you're the only one I could ever like." I turned around and kissed his head.

While he wasn't looking, I thought this was a perfect photo, so I snapped it and made sure it was cute before putting it on my story.  I put on my false lashes and was ready. I had on a plain black dress that had some cut outs.

"Love you. Let's go." "Finally!" he groaned jokingly.

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We arrived at the restaurant and met up at our table. Crystal and Holland were already there and we were just waiting on Tyler Posey, so me and Dylan took the booth so the three sit across.

After some small talk, Tyler walked in wearing suit. He said hello and look towards me. "You look beautiful," He smiled before sitting down and continuing. "Crystal, Holland, same to you guys. Don't worry Dylan." I thanked him and Dylan gave a short, uncomfortable laugh. Holland gave me a weird look and I shrugged.

++ later-

Things were kinda awkward between me and Dylan after dinner. "So, did you enjoy dinner?" I asked and he responded with a quick nod. I sighed as i listened to the radio station in his car. He grabbed my hand softly, though his face was very hard and his jaw muscles tightened.

The rest of the drive was silent and we got back to his place.

"Dylan, you've acting weird since dinner." I shut his door behind him. "Hm, I wonder why?" "Yeah me too." I rolled my eyes and joined him on the couch. I wrapped my legs around him and cupped his face. He placed his hands on my hips but could only look down.

"I don't know,  think anyone's pretty upset when their bestfriend is flirty with their girlfriend." I looked into his eyes and ran my thumb across his cheekbone. "Dylan you know it wasn't like that." He looked up at me. "Then what was it like?" I couldn't think of anything & he just nodded. "Well, you could've flirted back, but you didn't tell him to stop. So. " He looked at the corner of the room.

I couldn't even find words. "I see what you think of it, of me." I said softly as i got up and his hands dragged across me. "Kora, wait." I began walking upstairs to get some stuff and Dylan met me up there.  "What are you doing?" He asked me softly and tucked my hair behind my ear. " Going home for the night. I'll see you tomorrow." I smiled weakly and kissed his cheek. He followed me to the door, knowing he couldn't convince me to stay. He stood there or a minute or so and then I heard a slow squeak of him closing the door.