Bad Things p2 - dylan o'brien

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Realising all you really were, are a bunch of Bad things.

You lay there still limp and still waiting. It's been about five minutes already.

You then hear a car start from a short distance, you turn your head to look up to the end of the alley way that you and Nadia came through. You stomach dropped as you saw the van driving off.

You moved your head back to the position it was originally in. And tears rolled down you cheeks.

Dylan wasn't coming to get you, he never was.

Your heartbeats were loud in your ears drowning out the sound around you and rain started to fall.

The rain mixed in with your blood and tears. Your heart breaking. Then you had the sudden urge to scream.

And you did. You screamed more loudly then ever. Letting out all you emotion as you lay on the floor of an alley way.

That's when you were scooped up into warm, familiar arms. Dylan. He sat on the floor with you in his lap caressing your hair and rocking you back and fourth as you cried loudly in his arms.

You thought he wasn't coming back for you. You thought he left you behind. But he didn't.

"Shhh, Y/n. I got you, everything is alright." He hushed in your ear. You sobbing died as you wrapped you arms around his neck.
"I thought you weren't coming back." You sniffled. Looking up at his face taking in his features and new cuts and bruises. Though he look like he ran through a battle field he was still so gorgeous.
"Baby girl, I'll always come back for you." You could hear the honesty laced in his voice and your heart warmed.
"Nadia the skank ran off. She said we were a team, that bloody coward is gonna have to tell my fist that." You hissed.

Dylan sighed and leant in. His soft warm lips touched yours in a short but passionate kiss. You smiled into it with your eyes closed.

Dylan made you feel more human. His company was enough to make your heart beat faster then the fastest car in the world. He made you complete.

"Come on beautiful, lets go before we get more beaten." he chuckled standing up with you in his arms.
"Yeah." You sigh.

3 week later.

"Y/n! Get your cute little ass in this lounge room now!" Dylan called.
"Okay geez!" You called back.

A lot has changed after the last 3 weeks. Dylan and yourself found a nice little apartment building to live in and you both gave up your robbing and gang life. Out of your fucked up family, one only stayed around, Posey. He never left in the van that night, due to the loyalty he had for his friends and Posey lives with you and Dylan. He still has his little missions he goes on but you just mind your own business.

"What do you want?" You groan as you reached the lounge and as you got there shocked filled your features.
"Look! Isn't it adorable!" He said happily like a child as you admired the Christmas tree he put up.
"Dyl, Christmas was ages ago" You sighed slightly giggling at his adorableness.
"I know but I thought since we missed Christmas and New Years we can put them into one." He explained.

You sighed and hugged him.
"Baby, it's perfect." You told and smiled into his chest.
"We will have it tomorrow night because Tyler gets back in about" he took his phone out of his pocket to check the time, "Now".

As he said that Tyler bursts through the door. He was out of breath and was rushed.

"Tyler what's happening?" You asked kinda worried.
"It's Nadia. She has a gang. And they are much bigger and stronger. Mikey and Finn have been pulling people together to take her done. This will be the biggest fight of our lives." He puffed out rushing around.
"Count us in!" You shouted.
"What." Dylan looked at you with a shocked face.
"I'll do anything to take that lying bitch down." You sneered.

Once Bad things... Always Bad things.

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Part 2 mother effers.

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