Shuck Face (A Dylan O'Brien Story)

Chapter 31

AT 11:30, we piled into my Tahoe and headed towards my parent's house.

"Okay so just to give you guys a heads up, it can be kind of hard to understand my parent's. They have thick accents. The only reason Charlie and her parents understand them is cause they've been around them so much. But if you don't understand what they said, don't be afraid to ask. It won't bother them."

"Nervous TB?" I adjusted my rearview mirror to get a good look at him and Hart.

"A little. I only have the best intentions for their daughter, though, so I hope they like me."

"The Callahan's are cool people, so I don't think you have anything to worry about. Plus, you'll get brownie points for your knowledge of Ireland."

"We're here!"

We pulled up to my parent's white Spanish style house on the side of a mountain. I loved our house in Charleston, but this place takes the cake simply for the view. You can see all of LA from our house. It's perfection at night. As I pulled behind Hartley's parent's car, I saw them and my parents standing at the front door waiting for us.

I reached for Dylan's hand, giving it a little squeeze. "You ready?"

He kissed my knuckles. "You bet I am."

"Hey mom, hey dad!" I gave my parents a hug and then moved over to Hartley's parents. "Mom and Dad number two!" They laughed as they hugged me. Hartley hugged both sets of parents before we introduced the guys.

"This is Dylan."

"And this is Thomas."

"Mr. and Mrs. Sutton, it's so nice to finally meet you."

Dad shook Dylan's hand. "None of this Mr. and Mrs. Sutton crap. To both of you, I'm Tanner and this is Marilyn."

Thomas stuck his hand out to Hartley's parents. "Mr. and Mrs. Callahan, I'm so pleased to meet you."

Hartley's dad basically mimicked mine. "I'm with Tanner. Call me Carrick, and this is my wife, Rowan."

Dylan glanced over at me. I know he was acknowledging their accents. Thomas seemed to be understanding though.

"Now that we've been introduced, shall we go in? Lunch is ready."

Dad opened the door and signaled for everyone to enter. We all gathered at the table as food was set out in front of us. Dad poured wine for everyone and we started to eat.

"So you two were on that movie that Charlie and Hartley worked, correct?"

"Yes sir. These two did an amazing job. They are really going to kill it in this field." Dylan looked over at me with a smile. I just shook my head.

"I trust you two boyo's have been taking good care of our girls. I'd have to have to reef any of ya."

"Dad!" Hartley shot a glare across the table.

Dylan leaned over and whispered a question. "What is reef?"

I snickered into my glass. "Means beat up. Despite being in America for 20 something years, he still likes to slip in some Irish words."

"It's my job to have this talk with'em. I'll tell you what Rowan's ole man told me when we met. 'If you're shagging my daughter, make sure you don't get her up the pole. I'm not ready for any grandkids'."

Our dads burst out laughing, but Dylan and Thomas looked slightly mortified.

"Oh shut your gob, Carrick. You're scaring these poor fellas." Rowan swatted Carrick on the arm before turning to look at Dylan and Thomas. "He likes to cod. Joke, sorry. As long as you two treat these girls like queens, we'll like you just fine."

My mom nodded her head. "He is right though, I'm too young to be a grandma."

I choked on my wine. It's never a good idea to eat or drink anything while these guys talk.

"Thanks for that, ma. You guys just lay off. I told them you were chill, but you're scaring them."

Dad chuckled as he finished chewing his food. "IF these boys can't take us messing with them, then they won't fit in here. Best to figure it out now, ain't it? Can't you boys take a little teasing?"

Dylan and Thomas laughed and nodded. "We'll treat your daughters right, I promise. And I think we can both handle the teasing."

"Look at that! Let's enjoy the rest of our dinner!"

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"What if I trip?"

"Baby, you'll be fine. You just go get the diploma like a badass."

"But I'm a pretty clumsy person. It wouldn't' be surprising if I tripped in front of 500 people."

Dylan placed his hands on my cheeks. "Baby dinosaur. I've never seen you freak out like this. You are not going to trip. And even if you do, you own it. You'll be fine."

I placed a kiss on his lips and smiled. "I know. I'm just not used to being in front of this many people."

TB laughed from behind me. "Wait until press tours. Oh and the premiere."

Hartley walked up, smacking him on the arm. "Now you've got me freaking out, hush. Ready, Charlie? We have to go line up."

We stepped in front of the mirror to get ready. I was a white lace dress with a high neckline that hit mid-thigh and was split down the center on the back and blue opened toed pumps. I slid on my graduation gown and put on my graduation cap decorated with a clapper board. I glanced over to my best friend. She was wearing a sleeveless dress- hitting mid-thigh that was covered in sparkly leaves and flowers and the bottom was plain black- and silver pumps. She slid on her gown and a graduation cap that had a silver sparkled camera. We turned to each other and smiled before embracing in a big hug.

Thomas and Dylan joined this hug, squeezing tight.

"We'll see you guys after. Listen for us cheering!"

We kissed our boyfriends goodbye and made way to our places in line.

"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"FUCKING TITTIES MAN!"

"Really, Hartley?"

"Sorry."

Dylan, Thomas, Wes, Alicia, George, Iya, and our parents found us after the ceremony.

"We are so proud of you two!"

I ran over to Dylan and jumped on him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and spun me around.

"I'm seriously so proud of you, Charleston. Thank you for letting me be here to share this with you."

I placed a big kiss on his lips. "Thank you for coming. After Death Cure, I don't think I could imagine going through this day without you and the group. And I know I'm not the only one."

Nodding my head, Dylan turned his attention to where I was looking. Thomas had his hands on Hartley's head, kissing her.

"I'm surprised you aren't taking a picture."

"My phone is in my bra and it might be weird to just whip it out in front of everyone."

His eyebrows raised suggestively. "Can I take it out?"

Before I could respond, Wes and Alicia walked over to me.

"Congratulations Chuckie. We're gonna head on over to the party. See you there?"

I hugged them both and nodded. "We're heading that way in a few minutes."

After they walked over, Dylan and I walked over to TB and Hartley.

"You cuties ready to go?" I slung my arm around Hartley.

"Hell yeah, let's get our drink on!"