Dylan O'Brien •One-shots•

Orion boy ||Stiles Stilinski||

A/n: this is my favorite one so far (: i am soft for dylan today guys and i want to cuddle with him for ever bye i am emotional enjoy it

I never enjoyed fun fair because I have always been scared of heights and of losing control, something I never wanted to lose. That day fate played it differently.

My best friend asked me to go to the fair with her because she had to meet this boy she was dating and I could not say no because... She was my best friend and she was asking me a favour, I simply couldn't.

What I didn't know was that when we arrived there and she met the boy she excused herself and went to the kissing booth with him leaving me utterly alone in the middle of the fair. I felt anger coming from down my stomach because my best friend left me alone in a place I never liked and soon anger got mixed with stress and it caused an unexpected feeling, something I thought I'd never feel.

Bravery.

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I looked up at the big wheel in front of me and I sighed after buying a ticket for the ride. I came closer to one of the cabin and immediately sat down before even realizing what I was actually doing. As the cabin closed I shut my eyes closed and closed my hands into fists.

"Are you okay?" A male deep voice asked me. I thought to be alone in that cabin but when I slowly opened my eyes I found a boy looking at me with a concerned look printed on his face. His honey eyes were now darkening because of his concern, the moles on his cheeks framed his slightly upturned-nose and his tiny lips were now closed in a line. He was wearing a black t-shirt with a blue flannel on top,a pair or khakis and his old black and white superstars. I have to say he was incredibly attractive.
When he didn't hear a response from me he quickly took off his Mets cap to tousle his hair in distress.
I quickly nodded and closed my eyes once again. We were now so high that we could see all the park from up there.

"It doesn't look like it so...You could be a sociopath and be actually scared of a stranger here with you and in that case-" I heard him moving and I felt him next to me, I slowly opened my eyes, looking at the brunette who was half-smiling. "I am Stiles, or you are very scared of heights and this makes me ask... Why are you on a panoramic wheel?" He gave me a sympathetic smile.
I didn't know how explain it, it was like all the words I wanted to say were trapped deep down my throat.
"I-I.. I-" my hands were still gripping the fabric of my dress. I could not tell him that I was there because I was angry or because I felt hurt about my friend basically leaving me there. I had to keep controlling my mind because a panic attack wouldn't have been good.
"Hey, hey it's okay." Stiles leaned his hand slowly on mine, taking and caressing it with his thumb whose fingernail was beaten almost to the bone. I looked up at him who noticed I looked at his fingers.
"It's an habit of mine, a bad one, y'know. I do it when I am stressed and I feel stressed constantly in this period." He managed to say with his deep voice.
"Yeah? I tend to be scared of eig-"
"Think about something else, don't think about it."
"What should I think about? We are on a wheel and if I look down-" I rambled but he stopped me.
"What's your name?" He blurted out.
"I am Y/n. Why?"
"You know mine, I thought it would be fair knowing yours. That's a very nice name, by the way." He touched the back of his neck, looking at me before adding. "Don't look down y/n, look at the sky instead. Look at the stars. Do you like the stars?" He rambled and I nodded.
"I do, I like constellations actually."
"Funny that you mention it because look-" he gently took my hand and softly brought it to his cheek letting my fingers touch his moles. The contact was so smooth that I never wanted to leave it, as if once we touched, my skin would have always searched for his. "Do you see my moles?" I nodded. "They form a constellation, do you reckon which one?"
"Orion." I said simply smiling while he was nodding satisfied.
"That's right, how do you-"
"That's my favorite one, that's why."
He smiled.
"Very smart. Oh,y/n?"
"Yes?" I asked in almost a whisper.
He pointed out of the cabin with his finger and I finally saw that we arrived, that the panoramic wheel stopped. And I didn't think I could feel more. . . disappointed.

"We are here." He whispered in a husky tone. We were really close due to the fact that we shared the same sit on the cabin.
"Yep." I popped the p. I didn't want to go, I just wanted this stranger to grab my hand and stop me. "So, see you around." I half-smiled walking towards the way out of the Cabin. . .

When I heard it. I heard that deep voice once again.

"I know you are scared of heights but would you do another round? With me? It's fine if you don't want to I mean, I get it. " He rambled shaking his head.

"Stiles."

"What a stupid question, I know I should not have asked." He looked down touching the back of his neck.

"Stiles!" I looked at him.

"Yeah?" He fidgeted looking at me with a confused look.

"I'd love to." And with a smile and these words I came back into the Cabin, I came back to the boy who made me forget about my height phobia. The boy who made me love constellations even more.

A/n: like i said this is my favorite one because i can totally picture stiles when he does the things that he does and also because i am in love with dylan moles guys i swear :)