Dylan O'Brien imagines

Math (Dave)

Dave's PoV:
Jane was finally my girlfriend. I love her I mean she's perfect. At least that's what I thought. I was sitting on a bench with my best mates talking about Jane when I saw this girl she was beautiful. A guy pushed her books on the ground. I jumped up halfway my sentence and helped the girl.

"Thanks." She smiled.
"No problem. I'm Dave."
"Y/N." she looked like she was blushing.
"How come I've never seen you before?" I asked.
"Maybe you were just looking but never really seeing. I mean you were so blinded by Jane right?" She said and with that she took off.

I smiled and looked at her.

"Dude you are literally just with Jane."
"Who is she? Is she new?" I asked.
"No. She's in your maths class nerd." Simon said.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yes in the back of it. Gosh I do everything around here." Simon sighed.

I rolled my eyes and went to class. I happened to have maths right now. She was in the back of the class trying to be invisible. I smiled at her and mouthed a 'Hi'. I sat down and Jane sat beside me. We shared a little kiss.

"Good day class I'll be handing back your tests. Some of them are good some of them weren't." He said.

Mine was first. A+ (Or 10/10, depends on how your school system works).
My excitement was disturbed by a slamming door. Y/n had left after she got her test back.

"Dave hand back the tests I'll be back again." The teacher sighed.
"Actually sir can I talk to her for a second?" I tried.

Your PoV:
I left class. I couldn't do it. I failed again I didn't even get one right. How is that even possible? I was crying. I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Are you alright?" I heard his voice and stood up.

Of all the people it had to be Dave who came after me.

"It's okay. Come here it looks like you need a hug."
"Is it that bad?" I sniffed.
"No it's not bad."

I shrugged and he hugged me tight. After a time of hugging I sat back down.

"Do you want to talk about what happened?" Dave asked.
"I failed again. If I don't get better grades then I'll fail no matter what I try. Well that's already the case I don't understand it. It's pointless." I said.
"I can help you I can explain it way better than Mr Stats." Dave smiled.
"You want to help me?" I asked astonished.
"Of course I care about you I really do." He confessed.

He took my hands and looked into my eyes.

"Dave don't." I sighed.
"Don't do what? Care about you?" Dave said and hugged me carefully.

He made me feel secure. He tickled me and made me laugh.

"Here is my number so you can text me." I smiled.
"Cool." He smirked.

The bell rang.

"I have to go I've got Geography."
"French."
"Au revoir. (Till we meet again) Dave."
"I am counting the moments." Dave said and kissed my cheek.

*in Class*

Geography. Who the hell needs this.

"Textbook to page 250. We stopped last time talking about the types of stones. There are 3 types..." Miss Rock

My phone buzzed in my pocket I was sitting in the back of the class so I could text without the teacher knowing.