Shuck Face (A Dylan O'Brien Story)

Chapter 38

Press tours for movies are great. They're lots of fun. But I think my favorite part so far are the premieres. Hartley is totally in agreement with me. We're not really girly girls, or tom boys. We have no problem dressing causal or bummy, but we also have NO problem dressing to the nines. We went to the premiere in London on February 6th. I wore a white, floor length, long sleeve gown with a cut-out back and white heels. Hartley was in a black long sleeve gown with a pouf and long train, a low V back, and black pumps. Next we went to New York City, on February 14th. I wore a red floor length gown with a semi long train, halter top and silver heels. Hartley was in an ankle-length, dark blue, high neck spaghetti strap gown with a split that hid mid-thigh, and blue stilettoes.

The World Premiere in Los Angeles was the best. I was wearing a sleeveless gold gown. It was plain and tight up top, flaring out into sequins around my ribs all the way down. I paired it with a gold clutch and gold peep toed pumps. My hair was in long curls, braided and pinned back on one side. Hartley was in a beautiful mint green long gown; backless with a low V front, and mint green strappy high heeled sandals. Her hair was parted deep to the side and fell in waves to her shoulders.

The guys looked just as delicious. Dylan was wearing black dress pants, black oxfords, a black button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and a gold bow tie. Thomas was in grey dress pants, brown oxfords, a white button down shirt, and a grey suit jacket, unbuttoned.

It took forever to walk down the red carpet. Every few steps, we had to stop and pose for pictures. About half way through, the cast was stopped for interviews. Hartley stood with me while a reporter was asking me about Fall of Gods. Dylan and Thomas were a few steps behind us being interviewed about who knows what.

We two girls finally joined the rest of the Death Cure group and waited for Thomas and Dyl before we walked in and claimed our seats.

"I can't wait to see this."

Thomas laughed at Hartley's mild fangirling. She just swatted at him and snuggled into his shoulder.

Dylan wrapped his arm around my shoulder and kissed the side of my head.

"I can't wait to see it either. Still think you're gonna cry?"

I nodded and giggled. "Gonna try not to screw up my makeup though."

Dylan chuckled, taking his arm back and placing it on my leg, intertwining his hand with mine.

"Either way you're still going to look stunning."

The lights dimmed. I squeezed his hand and settled back in my chair, ready to watch my favorite people fill up the screen.

When the movie was over, everyone stood up and cheered with tear-filled eyes. Hartley and I weren't the only ones to cry, but that doesn't surprise me.

"You guys did an amazing job, once again. I'm so proud of ya'll."

The Death Cure group all joined in a group hug around me and Wes before heading off to celebrate the rest of the night.

------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Happy one-year anniversary, Charleston Avery!" Dylan jumped on top of me, waking me up.

"Get. Off."

"Aren't you just a ball of sunshine this morning. Get up. I have a whole day planned."

I wiggled underneath him until he finally rolled off me.

"I have an early flight tomorrow. Can't we just sleep in for half the day and then celebrate?"

He shook his head exaggeratedly. "That's exactly why we're making it a whole day. You're leaving for Europe tomorrow. I won't be able to come visit you for at least a month. So you can sleep on the plane. But today, I want to spend as much conscious time with you as possible."