Fate ↠ Dylan O'Brien

chapter one

A/N: i do not in anyway have any form of friendship with Dylan O'Brien or the Teen Wolf cast. if i did i wouldn't spend my time writing fanfictions about them. i really hope you guys enjoy this book. please don't steal any of my characters or plot lines. sorry this chapter isn't very long it's kind of an introduction they will be longer in the future if you guys want that. ( lowercase intended)

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i woke up to the blazing sun shining through my curtains. i groaned and threw the covers over my head in hopes of falling asleep. as soon as i shut my eyes the chorus to Gasoline by Hasley blasted out of my phone speakers. i reluctantly removed the sheets from my head and answered my phone.

"i was trying to sleep woman what do you want." i grumbled into the phone.

"It's 12:00 get your lazy ass out of bed Danielle." i rolled my eyes even though she couldn't see me.

"yes 'mother'. and you know i hate being called danielle. how many times do i have to tell you that to make you understand?"  i sighed. i heard her chuckle through the speaker.

"a million times. and i know you hate it that's why i call you that." i couldn't help but laugh.

"sometimes i wonder why i'm friends with you." i heard her gasp.

"i'm offended but anyway, ill be at your house in thirty minutes get up." i groaned and pull my covers off myself letting the cold air hit my exposed legs.

"ok fine, bye Samantha don't die. although i wouldn't really care if you did except i might be charged for murder so don't do that. and yes i called you by your full name, deal with it." i smiled to myself in accomplishment.

"don't call me sama-" i hung up before she could continue. i laughed and tossed my phone on the bed while heading to the bathroom. i took a quick shower and threw my wet hair up into a messy bun. i put on my sweatshirt that said "breaking news: i don't care" and my favorite pair of black skinny jeans. 

i walked down my stairs and headed to the kitchen to get something to eat. i wasn't super hungry so i grabbed an apple and walked towards the living room when i heard the front door burst open.

"IM HEREEEEE" i couldn't help but laugh at the way she dragged out the E making her sound like a stuck up five year old.

"have you ever heard of knocking? what if i was walking around naked?" i asked in a semi-serious tone.

"whatever, nothing i haven't seen before." we looked at each other for a second before we burst out laughing.

"i totally understand why you're my best friend now." i said with a pinch of sarcasm laced in my voice. she smiled really wide to try and look cute but it wasn't working.

"you look like a constipated rat, you're not cute." i said as serious as possible. her face contorted to one of shock and i couldn't hold it in anymore and i collapsed on the couch dying of laughter. she quickly joined in and before we knew it we were both on the floor clutching our stomachs because we couldn't breathe.

"i.... can't.... breathe." i said in between fits of laughter. this made her laugh harder.

"i..... can't.... either." she squeaked out. all of a sudden i gasped and sat up straight, all laughter leaving my system.

"SAMANTHA OH MY GOD THE SEASON TWO FINALE OF TEEN WOLF IS ON TONIGHT!" i screamed in her face. she immoderately stopped laughing and a smile grew on her face.

"YES YES YES OMG THE TEEN WOLF GUYS ARE SO HOT THAT I COULD JUST MELT LOOKING AT THEM!" she yelled back. it was true they were so hot. my favorite one was Dylan O'Brien. like i could go on about his attractiveness all day. probably even all week. who am i kidding i could talk about him for the rest of my life. just look at that amazing jawline and those beautiful caramel eyes and his cute little moles and his dimples and...

"OMG SAM I HEARD DYLAN IS GROWING OUT HIS HAIR FOR SEASON 3 HE'S GONNA BE LIKE 10x HOTTER THAN HE ALREADY IS IF THAT IS EVEN POSSIBLE AND IT WILL PROBABLY BE SO FLUFFY I WANNA TOUCH IT AND.. " i gasped for air. i looked up at Sam who was smiling like crazy.

"are you thinking what i'm thinking?" she looked at me expectantly. i smiled so wide my cheek bones hurt.

"HELL YEAH TEEN WOLF MARATHON LETS GO!" she ran to the kitchen to get popcorn and i got the TV set up. i sat down and waited for her. she walked back in the room with a big bowl of popcorn in her hand and plopped down on the couch next to me.

"Let's get this party started!" she said excitedly, pumping her fists in the air. i grabbed the remote and pressed play. by episode 9 of season 1, the popcorn was long gone and my head was resting in samantha's lap. before i knew it we both dozed off.

I awoke to the sound of the doorbell. i sighed. "Samantha go get the door, i don't want to get up." she mumbled something incomprehensible and i groaned before reluctantly standing up. i shut off the TV and heard the doorbell ring again.

"COMING!" i yelled to make sure the person could hear me. i walked to the front door and unlocked the bolt. i pulled the door open and i was frozen in shock at who was on the other side.

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A/N: hehehehe i'm so mean with a cliffhanger lol. anyway this is one of my first books as you can tell and i'm lowkey kind of proud. idek where this idea came from but yeah i hope you enjoy! Vote, comment and follow!