Y/T/U - Your twitter user
Rolling over I check my phone, a notification appears. I go onto twitter and read.
'@dylanobrien: awesome movie 🎥 @Y/T/U'
I smile a little before replying 'thank you, Dyl.'.
I hear Tyler rushing around downstairs, smiling to myself, I get out of bed and head to the shower.
15 minutes later
Putting on some jeans and a shirt I head downstairs, being greeted by breakfast on the table I take a seat, Tyler looks up from his newspaper and does a shuffle with his eyebrows.
"Good morning, Ty." I say, putting some strawberries onto my plate.
"Are you going to check out that house today?" He asks.
"Yeah, its at five, do you want to come?".
"I can't," he frowns "got myself a date.".
"It's fine, who with?".
"Bella." He smiles widely.
"You kids have fun." I chuckle, finishing off my strawberries and taking a seat on the couch.
"We will Y/N!" Tyler says as he walks out the door.
My phone flashes and I pick it up.
'Are you free?' The message read. From Dylan.
'Yeah, why? Are you okay?' I type back.
'Want to go for a coffee? Or a walk? I'm sure Spinee would.'.
'Pick me up, I'm at Tyler's. See you soon.'.
I walk back into the kitchen and stroke Spinee, putting his leash on, I smiles and gave a quick look at myself in the mirror, tying my hair up into a messy bun.
A horn beeped outside and I recognised that as my que to leave, I grabbed a ball and headed out, locking the door behind me.
I opened the back door, letting Spinee in before shutting it and getting into the passenger seat, fastening my seatbelt.
"Have you been okay?" He asks, taking a quick look at me before looking back at the road.
I nod my head "alright I guess, and you?".
"I don't know." He replies, tapping his fingers against the wheel.
I look at him and he bites his bottom lip, I flick the radio on, letting the music stop the silence.
•••
I take ahold of Spinee's leash and we walk through the park, Dylan grabbed a hot chocolate for me and a coffee for him to go.
"How has acting been?" I ask.
"Uh, different." He sighs.
"What do you mean different?".
He looks over at me.
"Dylan, I don't want to make this any more awkward than it already is. Please, just talk to me.".
"I wanted to talk to you for the past three months. But I couldn't.".
"Then talk now, I'm here Dylan, I always have been and I always will be.".
"I still love you, alright? And it's been hard watching you on Tv and at that premiere. I still...still love you.".
"I love you too, Dyl. But-".
"But what, Y/N? Wait until I get my career back on it's feet? I haven't been filming! I've barely left the house since you left.".
"Oh, Dyl." I stop, turning to face him.
A single tear drops from his eye and cascades down his cheek.
"Come here." I whisper.
I bring him into a soft, meaningful hug. I've wanted to do this for a long time...but I couldn't bring myself to see him. It was my fault he hasn't been acting.
"If...if I come back, will you act? Will you get back on track?" I ask.
"Only if you come back home and stay until we grow old, together.".
"Okay. Together.".
I smile and he does too, his hand softly moves to mine as I lace our fingers together, walking down the concrete path with Spinee leading us.
Sorry it was super short, but I'm thinking about updating again...a Stiles one in around an hour ;))
Thank you so much for reading and all the votes so far! You are all actually amazing!
Nicole x
