Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Dangerous Woman-Mitch Rapp

Dedicated to AlyGoss

I looked over my shoulder to see the man still following me. I've been noticing this guy outside all my classes, sitting outside my apartment building, and following me through campus. As I walked the long way back to my apartment to try and get away from him, I pulled out my phone.

"Y/N? Sweetie, you know you aren't supposed to call my Orion phone."

"Daddy?" I said my voice breaking.

"What's wrong, baby?" My dad asked, his voice turning into his famous "Stan Hurley" voice.

"I think. . . All day. . . Someone's following me, daddy. What do I do?"

"Are you on campus?"

"Yes," I said, my voice soft.

"Don't go back to your apartment," he said quickly.

"But," I stuttered. "Where do I go?"

"Walk around campus," he said instantly. "Stay out in public, surrounded by other people. The Barn isn't that far from your campus. Walk around until I can get there."

"But. . . What if this is nothing? What if I'm just being paranoid?"

"You're not, baby. You're my daughter. If you think someone has been following you around all day, then they are." I heard him sigh before he continued, "My team and I are going after a pretty big target. I think he might be following you."

"Oh," I said under my breath.

"Listen to me, baby," my dad said gently. "I'm not going to let him hurt you. Okay? I'll be there soon."

"Okay," I stuttered. "Please hurry."

I hung up the phone and nervously walked over to a bench in the middle of campus. I looked around to see everyone walking around, minding their own business. I pulled out my book and tried to occupy myself.

Even though I sat and read for about ten minutes, I struggled to focus on my book. I jumped every time someone walked by me. I closed my eyes and took a shaky breath.

"Y/N?"

I let out a sigh of relief when I looked up from my book to see my dad walking towards me. I shoved my book in my bag, threw it over my shoulder, and jumped up. I ran over to him, instantly jumping into his arms.

"It's alright," my dad shushed as he ran his fingers through his hair. "I'm here."

"Daddy?" I said as I pulled out of the hug. "I don't. . . I know I need to stay in school, but I don't feel. . . I mean, I haven't. . ."

"Sweetheart, if you don't feel safe, I can fix that."

I smiled as I leaned back into his chest. He sighed as he tightened his arms around me. "Come on," he whispered. "Let's get you back to the Barn. Lucky for you, I've got a house full of assassins who will help me protect you."

He pulled out of the hug and grabbed my backpack from me. I laughed as he grabbed my hand and led me over to his car. He opened the door for me, still smiling at me.

I looked over and sucked in a breath when I saw a guy around my age in the front seat. "Oh," I said under my breath. "Hi."

He looked over his shoulder at me and sighed. I nervously looked at my hands when he turned back around. I bit my lip as I heard my dad get in the front seat.

"Rapp, this is my daughter, Y/N."

"Our special mission was coming all the way to a college campus to pick up your daughter? What? She couldn't walk the one mile back to her apartment?" The boy scoffed.