BRANDI'S POV
After talking with Katy, I just want to go find Dylan. He's not in the kitchen or the living room, maybe he's upstairs. I still don't know how I should feel about the talk. I'm glad she approves, not that she wouldn't but still.
Just as I thought, I find Dylan in his room laying across his bed with his shiny classic acoustic guitar. I think about moving his guitar and leaning it against the wall next to the bed so I can lay next to him. Instead, I tip toe across the floor and jump on the bed screaming.
"Oh shit!" He says as he catches me in his arms just above his lower stomach.
I giggle and pull my self off of him to sit next to him. I plop myself down on my stomach and bury my head in the pillows that smell like him. I sigh as he lifts my shirt a little bit and sticks his cold hand under and traces little patterns on my back with his finger. When he stops he sets his hand on the small of my back and closes his eyes. I decide to close my eyes too, I'm a little sleepy after the mall trip.
DYLAN'S POV
I wake up confused as to what is going on right now, it's dark and I'm snuggled up with someone, Brandi. My arm is draped over her back, pulling me into her and my left leg is thrown over her smooth, tan legs. She looks so peaceful, stress free, and beautiful. I can't believe it took me this long to balls up and kiss her. I don't think she knows, I used to admire her beauty when she laughed at my stupid jokes or scrunched her nose when she couldn't figure something out. She is the only person in the whole word who really knows me, and I know her better than anyone else in the world.
As I stare at her while she sleeps, I'm pulled into my deep abyss of thoughts about Brandi.
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"Just Friends?"
FanfictionDylan O'Brien Fan Fic Dylan and Brandi have been best friends since the beginning. There's no one in the world who knows Dylan better than Brandi; and same goes for Brandi. This summer, when the families take their joint vacation to Hawaii Dylan re...
