On set of Teen Wolf

Revenge

Kat's P.O.V.

Our little prank war is still going strong. We've pulled so many stupid little pranks for the past few weeks, that I'm getting a bit paranoid.

"Okay, is the plan clear?" I asked Tyler standing outside of Dylan's trailer. Why you might ask? Well, let's just say, that I wasn't too thrilled when my shampoo turned out to be pink hair dye. And now my hair is pink instead of blonde. And because of Dylan's little prank, I have to wear a wig for the scene's, because the producers aren't thinking on changing Heather's hairstyle to pastel pink. Although I'm starting to like my new hair colour. So, ha, jocks on you, Dylan. Anyways, I decided to get back on him, by,- let's just say- giving him a free shower.

"Yes, I've got it. Dylan's going to be soo mad, he HATES being wet." T-Pose laughed

"Well, let's just hope, that my runaway plan works." I huffed

"Ok, Three, two, one..." Tyler mouthed to me "Go" he pointed. And I started screaming, like someone was coming to murder me. I've gotten quite good at screaming, since my role requiers it.

"Dylan!" I screeched and Tyler covered his ears. Some people come running towards me, but Holland stoped them. Jup, she's in on it too.

And just as expected, Dylan came bolting out the door.

"Kat!" he shouted with terror in his voice. But before he could get any further, Tyler splashed a bucket of ice cold water over Dylan. He freezed for a bit and then let out a loud yelp. And I couldn't help but burst into laughter. Probably shouldn't have done that. As soon as Dylan managed to get the water out of his eyes, he pointed angrily at me.

"You!" He yelled pointing at me. I let out a squeal and started running. While running, I managed to pull my light sweater over my head and throw it back, hoping it would somehow slow him down a bit. And it actually worked, but it wasn't because of the sweater hitting his face, that slowed him down, instead, his eyes were glued to my body. I was wearing a bikini under my sweater in case he would chase me down.

"Enjoying the view?" I smirked

"Huh? What?" he shaked his head, trying to clear his thoughts. And when he realized his eyes were still on my half-naked body, he blushed. But before he could do anything, I reached down and picked up a water gun, that was prepared for me. And I shot him right in his face.

"Well too bad!" I laughed and started running, but this time Dylan catched up to me too fast. I feel two big arms wrap around my tiny waist and pull me back.

"Dylan!" I shrieked squirmingat at the feeling of his wet shirt against my bear skin. I could feel his defined abs against my back and suddenly my skin was burning.

"Apologize!" he demanded picking me up and spinning around.

"Never!" I retorted laughing.

"Okay, then!" Dylan started tickling my sides. He knows, how much I hate it.

"Dylan, please stop!" I yelped

"Say: I love you, Dylan. You're the sexiest human alive. And I'll let you go!"

"No!"

"Say it, Kat!" he warned me.

"O-okay!" I stuttered out of breath from all the tickles "I love you, Dylan!" he turned  me around in one swift motion, so I was facing him. I looked into his eyes, and saw, that they were almost pitch black.

"And you're the sexiest human alive!" I humed in his ear, so only he can hear it because I was a bit too embarrassed to say it out loud.

And with that, his eyes widened even more and he became stiff. I'm not sure, what was happening to him, but I took the opportunity and took a step back, freeing myself from his now loosened grip.

''Six to seven. I'm winning!" I chimeed bringing him back from his thoughts.

"Cut!" Tyler yelled

"Dude, you filmed it all?" Dylan shouted at Tyler.

"So you can film me almost shiting myself, but I can't film you getting wet?" I defend Tyler and a blush formed on Dylan's cheeks. 

"Yeah, wet!" Tyler scoffed emphasizing the last word god knows why. But it made Dylan blush even more.

"I hate you two." Dylan mumbled looking down at his feet.

"Aww, but you love me don't you?" I cooed in a teasing tone placing a soft, playful kiss on his cheek. He blushed even more, if that's even possible, and I smiled. God, he looked so cute. And no, I didn't mean it like that. Dylan was my friend, I loved him but not in that way

"Okay, bye boys, I need to go get changed and get ready for our next scene. You too, should go...get dry!" I smirked at Dylan, before walking away to my trailer.