You Again....? (Dylan O'brien fanfic)

He Likes Me, He Likes Me Not

We all just stared at each other. Dylan's grandma and I made more conversation about random things.

"How's school, I'm assuming ur in college right?" Dylan's grandma asked. She told me to call her Katherine (don't kno his grandmas real name.)

"It's good. Its my first year at New York University."

"That's a good school. What are you majoring in?"

"Creative writing."

"You want to be a writer! I just love reading books."

I laughed. "Me too."

"So you came to Cali for Jessica's wedding?"

"Ya. It's spring break now."

Katherine nodded her head.

Olivia and I looked at each other. You know the kind of look you and ur best friend share when ur thinking the same thing.

"I wonder where Dylan went." tyler wondered aloud. "I'm gonna go look for him."

TYLERS POV

I got up from the table. Man that must have been so embarrassing for Dylan. He was like tomato red.

I thought of where Dylan would hide. Candy bar... No. Dance floor... Hell no... Bathroom... Maybe...

I went into the bathroom and saw Dylan looking at himself in the mirror.

"You alright man?" I asked.

Dylan jumped a little and looked at me. He forced a smile and looked back at the mirror.

I took a spot next to him looking at myself.

"I look sexy." I joked

Dylan laughed.

"So are you gonna go talk to her?"

He nodded his head seeming unsure. I dragged him out. I knew he was embarrassed. I mean who wouldn't be. But I know his grandma didn't mean any harm to it.

When we arrived back at the table the girls were gone.

DYLANS POV

I wondered where Abigail went. T Pose and I searched around for them but no luck.

I admit. I was a little worried but once I found my grandma i asked her where they went.

"I don't kno. Maybe they went to the dance floor.? she suggested.

So I went to the dance floor with Tyler. We were dancing our way around the floor looking at all the faces.

A girls face that took my breath away stood there dancing. It wasn't Abigail. It was someone else.

She has a red gown on and curly brown hair that cascaded down her back. She looked like a super model. I knew It was bad for me to feel attracted to her so I looked the other way. I like Abigail. I have a connection with Abigail that I've never had with anyone. She is the prettiest girl.

ABIGAIL'S POV:

Olivia and I walked out of the bathroom from freshening up. We redid some of our makeup and made sure we looked presentable.

The bathrooms faced the dance floor so it was where my gazed landed first. I saw Dylan in the middle of the dance floor smiling and staring.

He was staring at a girl. I felt jealous. Should I even feel jealous? I've only known him for like 2 days. But I thought he liked me.