Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Cliche // Dylan

Your pov

Today is the day I least looked forward to in the year.

My birthday.

I have never been the one to get too excited about my birthday. I don't know why, I just never had that spark in me.

Yeah I get happy about my birthday don't get me wrong, but it has never been the same ever since my best friend...ex best friend, became famous and totally forgot about me. What a great best friend...

His name is Dylan. Dylan O'Brien. Ring a bell?

It all started after we graduated high school, now keep in mind that me and him have known each other since the womb. Yes our mothers were also best friends...how cliche.

Something even more cliche then that is of course you guessed it, I had hard core feelings for the kid. Talk about a real life romantic movie, even though there are no chances of us being together in the end.

After high school me and him applied to the same colleges, and even the same job since we hate being apart from each other. Man do things change. Anyways, he was in one or two movies before he was hired to be on a new tv show called Teen Wolf. That was 6 years ago...

When Dylan told me about the good news I was more than happy for him! My best friend was getting his big break, he was just so excited that day I couldn't be upset about it. But then it finally hit me, he would have to go across country for almost 6 months, more or less, to film this show. 

Dylan reassured me that we would never drift apart, that he would never let that happen in a million years. I believed him, oh I believed him for so long until I realized that he was truly gone.

When he first moved to LA to film for Teen Wolf, we called each other every morning and before we went to bed. It was hard at first, since when he was waking up it would be 10:00 here on the east coast, then when I would be going to bed it would only still be around 6 or 7 there. It took some getting used to but we managed. At least I thought we were.

Slowly the morning calls got less frequent and would probably only happen about once a week. Then before I knew it they stopped completely, even the night calls. Everything just stopped. I understood that Dylan was super busy, being that this was his very first tv show and it was really important.

But the moment when he stopped texting me back and leaving me on read, was when it hit me that our "friendship" was truly over. He didn't care.

When he would be back in town, I still never received a call or message. Even after all these years, not one word from Dylan.

Julia, Dylan's sister, has always been my girl best friend or sister. I go to her for everything and nothing ever changed that. Me and her are still the same and if anything closer than ever. She knows my whole situation with Dylan, but I told her not to say anything to him and she hasn't.

I'm currently still in bed, just staring at the ceiling. Probably will be the most interesting part of my day.

My phone starts to ring and I answer it not bothering to check who it is. "Hello?" I say. There is a few seconds of silence so I repeat myself. Still nothing. When I'm about to hang up I hear someone say "Happy Birthday." quickly. Before I could say anything they already hung up.

I grunt and call the number back, but it goes straight to voicemail. I push that weird call to the back of my mind and continue my previous task.

Unfortunately I couldn't be like that all day because Julia came running into my room. Oh I didn't mention that she's my roommate did I?