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After i made the list for dylan he gave me a quick peck on the lips and said that he would be back later. As much as i was excited to be able to look around for a little while i was also terrified that Damien would know where dylan lives and find me here alone.
Once i finished my breakfast the curiosity took the best of me and i started looking around his apartment for a little bit.
His apartment consisted of: a kitchen, a living room, two bedrooms, both with their own bathrooms, a separate bathroom and a rec room. Damn, was all i thought.
A little while after i heard a knock on the door. my heart skipped a beat as i went to check who it was. i let out a sigh of relief when i saw it was just the FedEx guy dropping off a package.
"Hello" i said cheerfully when i answered the door "Hi, package for uh dylan?" "Hes not present at the moment but i can take it for him" "Okay, have a good day miss" "Thanks you too" and with that i shut the door.
I thought it was a little funny that he didnt want a signature or anything but i brushed it off as a mistake from the FedEx guy.
As much as i wanted to open the box i refrained because it was dylans box after all.
So i continued to look around some more and i stumbled across an old record player and records, so i decided to listen to some music.
Not long after i found the records, i heard another knock on the door. wow he sure gets alot of packages i thought as i got up to see who it was.
I looked through the peephole and my heart stopped.
Damien.
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Fanfiction•Dylan O'Brien fanfic• Ali see's him every saturday. Same bar, same stool. Every saturday. But one night everything changed.
