Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Dylan O'Brien x Reader

"No no no no no! Don't! Don't!" You mumble while hitting the steering wheel. You are driving on a road with no houses near you and a car drives past you maybe every 7  minutes while your old car slows down and the engine turns off. "Not here. Nooo!" You whine. The car has stopped completely now and you get out of the car before opening the front lid. Desperately you look at the motor without knowing what to do. You close the front lid and lean against it. Quickly you look at your phone but you notice that you don't have mobile reception. "Damn it." Suddenly you hear the engine of a car coming closer from behind you. The car passes you but stops in front of yours after a few meters. The drivers door opens before a person gets out of the car. He walks towards you smiling politely. "Do you you have car trouble?" "Is it that obvious?" You chuckle. He has dark brown hair and light brown eyes. "I can take a look at it if you want me to." The guy offers friendly. "Really? Oh thank you! I can't even call someone here." "Don't mention it. I'm Dylan." "(Y/N)." "What a beautiful name." With a smile he says and turns to you while opening the front lid. "So, let me see." He bends over the motor and looks at it. After a while of trying to start the engine and Dylan trying to fix the problem the engine finally works again. The car starts and Dylan takes a step back. "Got it." He states proudly while dancing around like he's crazy. His face and his white shirt are covered in oil. He's sweating too since it's very warm. You get out of the car and immediately hug him. Quickly and awkwardly you part from Dylan. "I...I...sorry." "Oh I don't mind. You can hug me whenever you want to." He chuckles. "Oh that was awful. I guess you noticed I'm not good at hitting on girls." He adds scratching his neck. Blushing a little you close the front lid and sit down on it once again. Dylan sits down next to you. "Wow. You were hitting on me?" You look at him laughing. He blushes and you just lean your head against his shoulder saying: "It's okay I'm just joking. By the way I'm sorry for your shirt and everything. I'll give you the money for it." "Nah its okay. It's just a white shirt." This beautiful crooked smile appears on his lips again. "You smile a lot, don't you?" "Well if I have a reason for it I smile. Right now I have a beautiful reason sitting next to me." "Maybe your not that bad at hitting on girls." You state smirking. "I wasn't hitting on you I was just telling the truth." He shifts a little closer smirking at you. "Were you?" You stare in each others eyes when you shift closer too smirking. "Yes I was." He bites his lower lip while his eyes look at your lips and then back into your eyes. You think about how badly you want to kiss that guy although you don't know him. Again he shifts closer until your legs touch. "What are we doing here?" You ask laughing but still not breaking your staring. "I'm trying to ask you out. What you are doing? I don't know." "Wait what?" "Wanna go out with me sometime?" "Only if you do something for me first." He tugs an eyebrow at you. "Stop staring at my lips while biting yours. Or I gotta kiss you." He does it once again provocatively. "Okay then no date but a kiss?" Immediately Dylan stops biting his lip. "How about both?" He says before he comes closer very slowly. His lips strike yours while they crave for his kiss. Shortly before you lips touch properly he says: "But not yet." Then Dylan pulls away quickly. You pull him back at his shirt and crash your lips against his. "It worked." Smirking he jumps of the front lid. "What worked?" "I wanted to see if you'd pull me back and it worked." "Idiot." You jump off your car too. "But you'll still go out with me, won't you?" Worried he looks at you. You turn to him and put your arms around his neck. Now you come closer to his lips with yours. They barely touch when you answer. "Maybe." Quickly you pull away and remove your hands from his neck. Now he is the one pulling you back kissing you. "You will definitely go out with me." He states. "Will I?" "Yeah you will and I can see that you want to." "Maybe." You whisper in his ear smirking. You take out your phone and hand it to him before exchanging numbers. "That means you will go out with me right?" "Yes." You chuckle. He dances around fist bumping the air.
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