Dylan O'Brien imagines

At gunpoint (Dylan)

"Sports Broadcasting at syracuse University." I said to the interviewer.
"But because you are an actor now you won't go right? you were supposed to go this year am I right?" He asked.
"Yes I was. my best friend was coming with me. She was going to do the same just so we could do it together when we were older but I don't know if she still wants to go or not." I said.
"We have a message from her. She requested if we could play it for you."
"Really?" I smiled.
"Hi Boo. I have been in real trouble to make them show this so you better watch carefully. I know you have been busy with teen wolf and other acting stuff so we haven't talked in such a long time, So this is my way of letting you know I did it I cracked the case and also I got graduated and got into university. I wish you were there with me but you aren't so I hope everything's working out great for you. I'm always your biggest fan and I really miss you all the way in New York. *there was a loud banging and some shouting* I have to go I'll see you soon then."

I smiled, God I missed that girl.

"She looks like a lovely girl."
"She is, believe me." I smiled.
"We tried to contact her now but she isn't replying."
"That's odd." I frowned and got out my phone.

I dialed her number. I memorized it because well I love her.

"Hello?" Her voice was shaking.

I felt that something was wrong.

"Hi, it's Dylan. I saw your video and I wanted to say thank you for sending it to the studio I really miss you too."
"Help me." She just said.
"I'm coming as soon as I can." I said trying not to sound concerned.
"He's got a gun." She said.

I heard a door and shoutings before the line went dead. It felt like I saw a ghost.

"Are you alright?" The interviewer asked.
"Yeah she's just leaving to uni already I won't be able to say goodbye unless I leave now but yeah I'm here." I said
"Go get your girl." he said.
"Thank you." I smiled.

I got out of the building. I called Thomas who stayed at my place.

"Hey man what's up I saw your Interview." He said.
"I need your motorcycle. Don't ask I'll explain later." I said getting into my car.
"Sure I'll be outside waiting for you." He said.
"Thanks man." I said and drove as fast as I could.

I got out of my car . I threw my car keys at him. He threw his keys.

"What the bloody hell is going on." He asked.
"The girl I called is in danger. She said. 'Help me he has a gun.' I need to save her." I said
"Are you mad?" Thomas asked.
"Probably." I said.
"Where does she live? I'll call the cops." Thomas said.

I gave him the address and drove off as fast as I could. When I got there I heard screaming. I got in through the back door who was unlocked. I peeked around the corner.

"I really am sorry but you have seen too much."
"I won't say a thing." I heard (Y/N) said.
"You should've kept your noise out of the case." He aimed the gun at her.
"No!" I shouted.
"Who is this?" The man shouted.
"He's my best friend." She cried.
"Don't hurt her. Please do with me whatever you want but let her out of this."
"She has stuck her nose into trouble."
"Shoot me and let her go." I said confident.
"Oh but I will." He said.

He aimed the gun at my head.

"No!" (Y/N) shouted.

The guy hit her in the face.

"NO!!" I shouted and wanted to go to her but the guy aimed back at me.

I braced myself for the moment he would shoot.

"Such a waste." He sighed.

"NYPD Drop the gun!" Someone shouted.

I sighed at the relief. That was a close call. I look over to (Y/N). She was unconscious but she was still alive. I ran over to her and carried her out to the ambulance. Thomas ran over to me.

"Dude what happened? " Thomas asked.
"She figured it out." I said.
"What?" He asked.
"There has been a murder in that apartment 10 years ago. (Y/N) always wanted to figure out who it was because the police saw it as suicide, but she wasn't going to rest until she found the murderer and today that almost got her killed. She had proof and all to give it to the police. This case has been there with her for as long as I can remember. I used to help her out." I said.

A policeman asked me to tell me what I know, so I told them everything I know.

"I'm going to the hospital for (Y/N). Do you want your motorcycle back?" I asked.
"I'll bring your car just be careful alright." Thomas said.
"Thanks." I smiled.

I left to the hospital. I parked the bike and got into the hospital. I walked to the receptionist.

"I'm looking for -" I stopped when I heard her shout.
"I'm NOT cooperating if I don't know what happened to my best friend!" Her voice made me smile.
"Let me guess: Her." The woman said.
"Yes." I smiled.
"Madam, this is a hospital." the doctor said.
"(Y/N)!" I smiled.
"Dylan!" She smiled and wanted to get to me.

I hugged her tight. She cried into my shoulder.

"I'm never letting you go." I cried.
"But you are always away." She cried.
"We'll figure something out." I said.

She let go. I looked at her.

"What if it's just another promise?" she asked.
"I know people fed you with lies, but you know I will never hurt you." I hushed.

I saw see didn't believe me. I gathered my courage and kissed her. She was shocked.

"Why did you do that?" She asked.
"I love you and I need you in my life." I said.
"Madam we need a scan of your knee now." The doctor said.
"Alright." She said.

She was taken away for some tests. It was getting quite dark outside.

"Dylan?" Thomas smiled and got the keys of my car out.
"Thanks man, I owe you." I smiled.
"No you don't, friends stick together. I'm going to your house and crash because I'm bloody tired and I'll see you tomorrow." He smiled.

I waited for news about (Y/N). A doctor came to me and said I should follow him, so I did. we entered a room. (Y/N) was lying there she was sleeping.

"Basically. Her knee needs to be operated. Nothing bad, but she has to stay here. Can you tell her when she wakes up?" The doctor asked.
"Of course." I said.

I sat down next to her bed. I was nervous because she hadn't told me if she liked me back or not, So I could've ruined everything.

She laid there so peaceful. Her head faced mine. Although her eyes were closed she mumbled something.

"What?" I asked.
"Stop biting your nail." She said.
"How did you know?" I asked.
"Your nervous and that makes me nervous." She explained.
"Sorry." I said.
"And Dylan?" She started.
"Yeah." I asked.

"I love you too." She smiled.