thomas pov
I was actually quite nervous about going to dinner. I ran up to my room and put on the nicest clothes I could find. My stomach turned. Stop it Thomas, this isn't a date, I reminded myself.
I looked in the mirror. I hope Dylan thinks I look okay. There was no stopping these thought. I grabbed my coat and headed downstairs.
dylan pov
I waited nervously downstairs in the bar. Why am I so nervous? I wasn't sure what was going on with me. Then Thomas walked in.
I always admired his hair. It just bounced so nicely on top of his head. He looks really nice tonight, I thought.
thomas pov
Seeing Dylan made my whole world stop. I could stare at his beautiful face all day. He smiled at me. I felt at home.
We took our seats at a booth near the bar. Dylan seemed nervous, which was strange because he was never nervous. "How are you Tommy? You've seen a bit down lately."
I wasn't sure how to answer the question. You just look really nice tonight, or, I'm realizing that I'm falling in love with you. But all that came out was "I'm fine."
Wait, I thought. Am I falling in love with Dyl?
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they were right - dylmas
Fanfiction[completed] thomas begins to develop new feelings for dylan during the death cure press tour. he's unsure about dylan's feelings and is afraid to confront him.
