OLD MEMORIES ¦ O'BRIEN

T H R E E

[ CHAPTER THREE OLD MEMORIES ]

ANGELA
❝What is he saying, what is he saying!? ❞
The blonde rolled her eyes as she read the conversation out loud, a snort following from her nose.
❝He said- yeah I just called you sweaty. Lol. ❞
❝What a loser. ❞
❝Loser! What are you talking about!❞
Stephanie grabbed the phone, typing away furiously as she turned away from Angela.
❝Now lets see what happens.❞
The phone plopped on her Lap, the lit screen alluminatung against her face as she looked over the conversation.
❝You asked him if Dylan O'Brien was there?! Why would you do that?❞
❝Because I want to see my future husband- duh. Plus he's probably not even going to send any- ❞
Ding.
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DYLAN
I sat on the bench of the lockeroom, everyone having to move from the trailer because we needed to re- shoot a scene.
Click
My head whipped towards Sprayberry, his phone facing me as he freezes, before turning around and running away.
Tyler and I watched him go, and I looked towards my best friend.
❝Did he just take a picture of me?❞
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ANGELA
❝Holy god.❞
Her heart erupted in an erratic spur of beats, her cheeks heating as she gazed down at the lovely picture presented in front of her.

❝What? What is it?❞
Stephanie pestered, grabbing at her best friends wrist so she could get a good look at what was going on.
Her jaw practically fell to the floor.
❝Holy- god he's hot!❞
She grabbed the phone before Angela could even protest, and started typing away.
Please send more
❝Stephanie!❞
❝What!❞
❝ He's going to think I'm creepy or something,❞
The blonde rolled her eyes, her blue iris quickly fluttering down to the photo.
He does look amazing.
No. Angela. Remember what he did.
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[ I know this is super short and I'm so sorry I've been inactive for so long but ily all and I'll update more over spring break]