Crazy In Love || Dylan O'Brien

Chapter 9-Part 1

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Following him outside, he holds Elora's hand and tries to calm her down. Which wasn't really helping with the fact that a stranger was holding a gun against her back. Looking around, the brown eyed boy tries catching sight of the others.

"Looking for someone?"

Dylan scoffs on hearing the smugness laced with the stranger's tone of voice. It was when they finally made it outside the school's building, that they find both Blaze and Rhea being held at gun point by two other men.

"Where's the other one?"

The guy holding the gun against Elora, spats out. Dylan imidiatelly assuming he meant Leona, since she was the only one not in sight.

"We couldn't find her-"

"What do you mean you couldn't find her?! "

"Whatever, she'll be the one to deal with you. And you know how she doesn't tolerate failures..."

And then that sick smirk was back across his face. That was when Dylan's suspicions were proven correct. They were sent by her.

"Stop, please-!"

Rhea started struggling against the hold of the guy holding her. But then the next thing they know is the guy, hitting the gun against her head, making her fall unconscious in his arms. Blaze started yelling, trying to escape the other guy's grip as he spat out profanities and promises at them.

"You're all going to jail, you know that, right? My dad is the-"

"Police captian, we know. Now come on!"

The guy holding her finished her sentence before starting to push her forward. Meeting her panicked eyes, Dylan tries reassuring her with a look. The sight of him not scared and looking like he had a plan, somewhat calmed her down but not completely. She still struggled against the tight hold of the guy and only stopped when he threatened a fate like her green eyed friend.

They were all pushed into the back of a black van, one with fake plates, Dylan noticed. Blaze sat with his back against one wall of the van, Rhea's head lying on his lap as he stroked her cheek gently. Looking down at her pained face, he felt anger course through his veins. And whether he realised it back then or not, he made a promise to himself to never let anyone hurt her ever again.

Looking up from her face to meet his dark brown eyes, they silently share a look. Because despite their differences, when in danger, they'd always have each other's backs. Holding the redhead in his arms, he tries calming her. Her petite body shaking in fear in his arms. And then he realises that this wasn't part of his plan. Elora and Rhea getting involved in all this, was never part of the two guys' plan.

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After what felt like hours, the vehicle finally comes to a stop. They hear the front doors slam shut, both boys sharing a look before the door to the back of the van is pulled open. One of the men tries pulling both Dylan and Elora out, but Dylan grabs his wrist and twists it in a painful way. The guy imidiatelly letting out a cry of pain.

"Put a hand on her again and you won't have a hand anymore" the brown eyed boy spats out darkly.

Letting go of the guy's hand and turning to Elora, he gently takes her hand and helps her out of the van. There was a fleeting thought of fighting off the three guys and escaping, but even with Blaze by his side, there was no way they could take down three armed men. Not without either of the girls getting hurt in the process that is.

The guy that just got his wrist twisted, holds his hurt hand to his chest while the other hand held a gun against the back of the Dylan's head. The brown eyed boy smirked at that, because no matter what he does, he knew that they had orders not to kill him.