"Help me!" You yell in the direction of Dylan while you lay under a guy who's aiming his gun at you. "I thought you can protect yourself. You know I'm kinda busy right now!" Dylan shouts back fighting against a bunch of guys. After a few minutes he knocked them out with a few good punches. Meanwhile you kicked the man off of you before taking his gun away and knocking him out with one well-aimed hit in the neck. "Where are yo-" Dylan starts but stops once he sees the unconcious guy laying on the ground and the gun in your hand. "I see you took care of that yourself." "Indeed, jerk! You could have come a little sooner! Now let's go before Rodman gets us." "He'll never do and you know that. They can't catch up on us, we'll fight them all until they are at least unconcious." Dylan slowly wraps his arms around you coming closer with his face to yours. "Good to know that you are so optimistic but we gotta go now." You grab his hand and start to run. When you are just about to turn around the corner you hear someone shout behind you two. It's Rodman. "You can't run away from me and all of this forever, (Y/N)! And you know we'll find you and your boyfriend!" "I won't come back! I will never be a part of this again! I didn't want to in the first place! I'll never work for you again, Rodman!" "We gotta go! Come on!" You tell Dylan. Suddenly Rodman pulls the trigger of his gun. The bullet almost hits you but it crashes against the wall. Dylan and you start running again but soon Rodman catches up on you. In front of you, a dead end. Rodman stands in front of you. He comes closer and closer when suddenly a few of his men arrive behind him. "What now?" You whisper to Dylan. "Fight, I guess?" "Where's your optimism when it's actually needed?" "Let's kick some asses?" He states uncertainly. "Well, at least you tried for me." You chuckle nervously. Quickly you and Dylan begin fighting them when Rodman pulls out a Taser. Rapidly he uses it on you until your mind goes black. His men distract Dylan while he carries you away.
Dylan's P.o.V.
After a few more minutes I knocked all of his men out before I realise (Y/N) is not here. And neither is Rodman. "No! No! I, I gotta find her!" I quickly take out my phone before dialing the number of a good friend. He'll help me. He's the only one I know who could.Your P.o.V.
You open your eyes and see that you are in a dark and cold room. Immediately you try to move but soon have to realise you are tied to the chair you're sitting on. "Don't try you won't be able to get away from that chair." You hear a calm voice say behind you. When the person walks in front of you everything comes back to your mind. It's Rodman who stands in front of you. "Where is he?" You yell at him. "You mean your boyfriend? How would I know? I don't care about him. We let him go." "What do you want from me? I told you I'll never work with or for you again!" "Oh honey. I don't need you to work for me anymore. I just need the formula." He strokes your hair but you try to move your head away from his hand. "I created this serum to help people. Not for you to use it on completely fine people and building an army of some sort of super-soldiers that are immune against every kind of wound. You will destroy everything with those soldiers until you have everything. But what to you need a fully, by war destroyed world for?!" "Well, I have to admit you are an intelligent woman. You are the first person that has ever figured out my real plans. But you were stupid enough for creating the serum before figuring it out." Rodman just stands there laughing. "So either you give me the formula or you'll have to feel some pain. You've got two hours to decide which way you choose. If you choose the easier way for both of us tell the guard he should call me." With that said he leaves the room.Dylan's P.o.V.
After I meet up with Eric we talk about how to get in there. He brought guns with him. We successfully sneak into the building after we hacked into the system and found out where she is held captive. Cautiously we enter the hallway when we notice the guards standing there. Six men in total. All of them got brainwashed and are now working for this awful organization. Eric and I start fighting them. One of them grabs Eric and doesn't let go of him. I quickly shoot his leg making him fall to the ground. We walk further through the hallways our guns always ready to shoot. Slowly we turn around the corner. No one to be seen. Suddenly we notice the door that leads to the room that we are looking for. But there are no guards here. To be honest that is quite odd. I can't open the door. It's locked. We have to think of something. Assuming that there has to be at least one of Rodman's men inside I knock at the door. Eric and I quickly step aside hiding at each side of the door. The door really does open. A guard walks out of the room without noticing us. Eric rapidly knocks him out with his gun. I storm into the room looking around.Your P.o.V.
After someone knocked at the door the guard opened it probably thinking it's Rodman. But suddenly you hear grunting and someone falling to the ground. Unfortunately you can't turn around but soon you hear a familiar voice saying your name. It's Dylan. He kneels in front of you trying to untie you. You are exhausted. You sat on this chair without food or water for hours. "Eric?" You manage to croak out when he steps in your vision. "I had to help him. I owed him a favor." You want to say thank you but instead you are about to pass out. "No! Stay with me! Hey! Stay with me!" Dylan says. "What did they do to you?" "I don't know they injected me some sort of serum that made me hallucinate and pass out now and then." You mumble to Dylan. "Has anyone ever taught you some good manners young man? It's not nice to sneak into a building, take down people and then steal an important object." Unexpectedly Rodman stands in the doorway. "She is no object. You are an insane monster! What did you give her?! What did you inject her?!" Dylan yells at him. "Oh don't worry, in a few hours she'll have told us the formula and until then it'll be out of her blood already. Dylan untied you. You get up and back away from the chair tumbling a little. "Eric stay with her." Eric gets a hold of you when you almost fall to the ground. Dylan walks over to Rodman with a gun in his hands. "He has a Taser!" Eric shouts over to Dylan. Dylan punches Rodman in the face before he evades the Taser with ducking. With his gun he slaps the Taser out of his hand. Rodman looks at Dylan startled. That visibly came unexpected to Rodman. Quickly Dylan uses that moment of confusion and brings him to the ground. Grunting Rodman lies in front of Dylan's feet. He points the gun at Rodman with contempt on his face. "No don't do it!" You croak out trying to stop him from shooting Rodman. You tumble over to Dylan who grabs you and quickly stops you from falling again. "He is a son of a bitch but killing him does not make you any better than him. "Eric tie him onto the chair." Eric does what Dylan says before Dylan calls the police anonymously. The three of you leave the building and get away before the police arrives. Dylan carries you the whole time. "Thank you." Slowly you look at him. Dylan places a soft kiss onto your forehead. "I'm so glad you're...somewhat okay. I love you." He states. "I love you too." "Cuuut!" The director yells suddenly. "That was awesome! You two were great!" He adds. Dylan lets you down. "Good job." You smile at him. "Well you weren't too bad yourself." You chuckle before walking towards the director who just told you two to come over. As you do so he pats Dylan's shoulder. "I knew you two would be great for those roles! You two did an awesome job!" "Thank you." You say smiling. "You guys deserve a break now! The crew will do the rest, you two and the others are released for today." "Thanks man." Dylan answers for both of you. Slowly you start walking over to your trailer. "Hey (Y/N)! Wait a sec!" He quickly jogs up to you. "Sorry Dyl but I just wanna get a shower right now." "I know, I know. Believe me, me too. But it's really just a sec." Already arriving at your trailer you open the door and get inside. "Okay. Just a sec. Come inside." He does what you suggest and places himself in front of you while you stand in the middle of the room. "Well um, I wanted to ask you something. It's um, well-" "Come on Dylan, just spit it out." You smile at him reassuringly. Nervously he rubs his neck. "I don't know but I thought maybe you wanted to hang out sometime, drink a coffee or grab a bite together with me." "Are you, are you asking me out?" You chuckle softly feeling the butterflies in your stomach. "If you intend to say yes then yeah I am. If not then I am not and this has never happened." "I'd love to." You laugh before pecking his cheek. "And now get outta here I wanna change into some normal clothes!" You smile at him before he leaves the trailer with a grin on is face.
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Dylan O'Brien Imagines
FanfictionImagines about Dylan O'Brien and all the characters he plays (excluding Caleb Holloway though). I DO NOT WRITE ANYMORE.