Dylans pov:
"Dylan!"
"Dylan O'brien!"
"Look to your left!"
"Turn around!"
"How was filming?"
"Were you excited when you found out you'd be working with the cast again?"
"Do you like the film?"
Questions are being thrown at me, most of them the same, almost as if the reporters think that by saying the same thing over and over again I will get bored of repeating what I've just said and give them a new answer. That would certainly entertain the media for a few weeks. Even if it was something simple like changing my answer about the newtmas spinoff film from 'amazing' to 'awesome'. I really don't understand the internet sometimes.
"Dylan! When are you joining the rest of the cast to walk the red carpet?"
How could I forget!? I'm supposed to walk down the red carpet with the rest of the cast.
"Im off to see them now." I reply. I start speed walking, attempting to reach them as soon as possible. I don't want to keep them waiting - Kaya doesn't like waiting for to long, and if you keep her waiting she won't give you her food (well, she doesn't give us her food often, but she won't give you any if you keep her waiting even once) Dexter and Ki Hong won't mind, they'll just ask where I've been, and Thomas, with his hot British accent, flowing mane of hair and his beautiful eyes - I would stare at them all day if I could. I can't keep Thomas waiting. Yes, I'm gay. No, Thomas isn't. Unfortunately. But I can still dream, right?
Finally, I can see Thomas, Rosa, Kaya, Dexter and Will, chatting and laughing about something Thomas just said. More questions are thrown in my direction as I approach the cast, however one takes me by surprise "Dylan, who's your celebrity crush?" I don't have time to think of an answer, so, without thinking about the consequences, I answer truthfully "Thomas Brodie Sangster."
