Crazy In Love || Dylan O'Brien

Chapter 3

Playlist: Wreak Havoc-Skylar Grey

It's been a week since that awkward ride and he started thinking that maybe he's not as smooth as he wanted to be. Having his experience only from a mental house isn't really that great of an experience with people, that well, weren't mental.

Apologising for how creepy he might've came off that day, the redhead finds herself believing him. There was just something in his eyes, those big brown eyes that made her trust him. And so they started hanging out more at school, but that was it, no hanging outside of school. And that was starting to get on his nerves, he wasn't the most patient person out there and so he was starting to feel more like a ticking time bomb. Only a matter of time before he finally ticked and blew up his cover.

It was probably a good thing that it was finally the weekend, meaning that he didn't have to put up a front any longer. So pulling his arm back, he throws it forward, punching the heavy bag with all the strength he had.

If he wasn't going to be able to punch someone, then punching something was the only way to relief his anger. There was never really a rational explanation to his anger, he just always found himself angry and in need of punching something or in most cases, someone.

Grabbing the punching bag, he puts it in place before looking over his shoulder. There has been a knock on the front door and he wasn't sure what exactly he was standing there waiting for. A normal person would just go get it, but then again, he couldn't really remember the last time he felt like a normal person.

So with cautious footsteps, he makes his way outside the room and towards the front door. His hair falling down on his forhead, sweat trickling down his chest and back. Without any more thought, he pulls the door open roughly. Only to be met with those familiar brown orbs.

"You're such a dick!"

Pushing past him, he stands there in shock at the person that just entered the apartment. Soon he snaps  himself out of it and lands  his gaze on the other person still standing outside the door. His hands were shoved deep inside his front pockets while he stared back at him with a blank face.

Stepping aside, he lets the blue eyed boy walk past him and inside the apartment. Following to where he assumed the brunette stormed to, he finds her pacing around the small living room angrily with her fists balled by her sides.

"How did you...?" He started, for the first time in awhile feeling genuinely confused.

"How could you?! How could you just leave me-us behind? "

She throws up her arms, gesturing to a very quiet Blaze. He was sat on the couch silently, his hands intertwined together while staring down at the floor. There was something bothering him, that much Dylan could tell.

"I was going to tell you, but then the break in-I had no time, I had to leave!"

His glare on her was daring, one that no one really was a match to, but sometimes he seems to forget that she was the female version of him.

"So you just left us behind without looking back? We thought we were your friends, Zander and Zayden  sacrificed themselves for you-"

"What do you mean they sacrificed-" he started, his eyebrows furrowed deeply.

"The people that broke in, they were there for you. Somehow they knew we were friends...they killed the twins because they wouldn't give up where you were-not like any of us knew anyways"

It was Blaze that spoke, his voice scarily calm and still staring down at the floor, not once meeting Dylan's eyes. The way he said 'friends' spilling with hatred from his mouth could almost cut ice.