Finders Keepers

Tabloids

Dylan

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"Dylan! Dylan get up! Get up! Your manager is calling you!" I hear Tyler say from the bed next to mine. I groan turning over. We finally get back home, and this happens.

"I'll talk to them later." I say mumbled into the sheets. I feel a pillow whack against my head. "Dylan it says urgent. You need to pick up the phone. You know what happens when you skip an urgent message." He says.

I sit up groaning and pick up the phone. Immediately I hear people screaming over the phone. "Dylan what did you do?! Do you know what this could have done to you? Seriously what-"

"What did I do this time? I couldn't have done that much damage right? I mean... We just got back to our apartment..." I ask cutting them off. I hear a sigh over the phone.

"Have you not watched TV? Seen the newspapers? Or even been on Instagram at least?" They say.

I sigh rubbing my eyes. "First of all, it's 8 in the morning so no I haven't watched TV. Second of all, who reads newspapers anymore? And third, no I haven't been on Instagram. Because you have me strict orders not to go on any social media sites. So no. I haven't done any of the above." I say.

There's a short pause before they start talking again. "Get your ass down here by 10. And make sure that before you come, you take a little look at the tabs." The voice says before hanging up.

I sigh putting down my phone and rub my eyes. "God this isn't good." I say.

I look over at Tyler and see that his eyes are wide as he looks at his phone. "Damn right it's not good... Dylan this really isn't good..." He says.

He turns his screen towards me and I widen my eyes at what I see. "Oh no..."

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Kat

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"Kat! Kat get up!"

I quickly jolt up in bed to the sound of Nicole yelling my name as she points to the TV. "What?! What's wrong?!" I ask nervously looking over at her.

She points to the TV again. "You're on TV!" She says. I look over confused. "What?" I say.

She quickly turns the volume up on the TV and I see a picture of Dylan and me kissing in the hallway, the picture looking as if it were taken from a window.

I knew that click was something... A camera... Why didn't I guess?

I listen to the tabloids reporter on the TV;

"Who do we spot kissing Dylan O'Brien, the witty sarcastic character from the hit TV show "Teen Wolf"? No one has come forward to say who this mystery girl is, but just from the corner glance at her it seems that she's pretty, maybe even prettier than Dylan's ex girlfriend- Britt Robertson. But the biggest part of all of this is the questions, could this mystery girl be hooking up with Dylan? Is there some romance that we don't know about? Is Dylan kissing some random girl and getting a bad boy image? I guess only time will tell."

The reporter stops speaking and Nicole shuts off the TV. "Oh my god..." She says. I swallow. "Nicole I can explain..." I say.

She looks over at me. "You kissed Dylan O'Brien?! And you didn't tell me?! Oh my god this can't be real I mean c'mon he's Dylan O'Brien for gods sake how is that even possible?! How do you even know him?" She asks.

I sigh. "I've known him since... We'll... Forever I guess. He knew my family so we were friends as kids and he went to both my schools. We... We were a couple for a while but something happened. It's not that big of a deal." I say but then I sigh. "I knew I shouldn't have gone on that trip. And now were back home and... This happens."

She scoffs. "Not that big of a deal?! This is freaking Dylan O'Brien Kat! And he knows Daniel! And you kissed him! I mean c'mon that had to be-" she gets cut off when my phone rings. I feel semi relieved that I didn't have to hear her blabber.

I pick up the phone. "Hello?" I say. Someone else answers on the other side of the line. "Hello is this miss Katrina Sky?" Someone asks. I nod even though I know they can't see me.

"This is..." I say. I hear someone clear there throat on the other end of the line. "We need you to come down to 415 Sacramento street for 10. We have some business to discuss." A man says. I look away confused.

"What do you mean? Who is this?" I say. "You'll find out as soon as you come." They reply. I clear my throat. "Im not going anywhere until I get answers." I say.

"If you don't come, we will file a lawsuit. And we have plenty of reasons to file one. We will see you at 10." And then they hang up. I look at the time. 9:00. I sigh and get up, getting on clothes.

"Who was that?" Nicole asks. I shake my head. "It was just someone that I used to know. I have to meet them in a little while. Don't worry I'll be back in a few hours." I say, lying. She nods. "Okay..." She says.

Whoever this is isnt afraid to sue me, even though I don't know there reasoning, and I'm afraid they mean business. Just great.