texting | dylan sprayberry

twelve

alright, before we start, bold dylan means o'brien, and the normal means sprayberry. and bold tyler means hoechlin and normal is posey. this will apply to all real life chapters.
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babe; i'm here sprayberry.

cute butt; where are you?

babe; the bathrooms lol, i'm just standing infront not using them :)

cute butt; okay i'm coming cami 💕
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real life, camila
I put my phone in my pocket, and waited for Dylan to come here. After waiting for about 2 minutes, I saw him making his way over to me. I smiled, ran up to him and hugged him so tight, I thought he would explode. "oh my god, it really is you," I cried with tears of joy that I didn't even realize were there. Dylan wrapped his arms around me and said "hey asshat." I laughed at him and said "hey fuckboy." "Are you going to teach me how to dance Camila?" he said, with a tiny hint of sarcasm. "Yeah, where are the other students?" "They'll be here," he says, kissing me on the cheek. "I'm never washing this cheek again," I said to Dylan with a smile. He replied by laughing and saying "Do you want to go to McDonald's?"
"Yeah, I am in need of food, and even if I wasn't in need of it, who the fuck would turn down McDonald's?" He nodded and we walked out of the venue and Dylan drove us to McDonald's.
"Hey, cute butt, after this, we find everyone and go to the studio," I say with nothing but happiness. "Of course madam," he says.
"no, no, you're the king cute butt." "I'm bored, let's tell each other embarrassing childhood stories," I say with a tone of boredom.
"Sure, I'll start. I peed myself purposefully in first grade because I was too scared to ask the teacher if I could go to the bathroom." he said between laughs. I burst out laughing, right in the middle of McDonald's. People stared at me, but I didn't care, I just laughed.
"Okay I'll tell you one. I was at McDonald's, I was like 5 or 6 years old and my dumbass decided it would be a good idea to punch a ketchup packet. I did, and it splattered all over this man in business suite eating with his children," I say while trying not to laugh.
Dylan started to laugh and said "Okay we better head back or everyone will think we got kidnapped."
"yep, I really want to teach you guys to dance," I said. We drove back to the venue and met up with everyone.
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real life, dylan
We were heading back, and I looked and Camila. She was staring out the window, completely focused on the nice LA view. She was so pretty, the next 3 days will be the best. We got to the venue pretty quick, considering that we went to the closest McDonald's. We got out of the car, and headed over to everyone else.
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real life, camila
We made our way over to everyone, and everyone was talking about me and Dylan. "Where did you 2 go?" Tyler said with a smirk.
"to McDonald's, asshat" I retorted.
"Where's the older, sarcastic Dylan?" I said.
"Here!" Dylan shouted so I could hear him.
"Hey, O'Brien, want to join my class?" I asked.
"Yeah, why not?" he said.
"Hey Camila!" shouted Shelly.
"OMG HEY SHELLS!" I screamed with excitement and happiness.
"Hey, how come you didn't scream like that when you saw me?" Dylan asked.
"I cried and ran up to you. I just screamed at Shelly." I said.
"She has a point." said Holland.
"YES I LOVE YOU HOLLAND" I shouted.
"yes I love you too, Camila" Holland replied.
"Don't steal my girl, Holland." Dylan said with sass
"Your girl?" Tyler asked dumbfounded.
"yep, she's mine asshats." Dylan said, answering Tyler's question.
I heard someone say "Hey Cami" so I turned around, only to be met with Tyler.
"YAY, ITS MY HOE!" I half shouted. If that even is a thing. Tyler shook his head and laughed.
"Where's my mom?" I asked, pretending to be worried.
"Kira's here!" Arden screamed from behind.
"hi mom, I haven't seen you in forever. Business trip?" I said while laughing.
After meeting everyone, we headed out to the studio. I sat inbetween Dylan and Holland, while Tyler drove. I leaned my head on Dylan's shoulder and fell asleep, I felt like I needed rest.