The Unexpected --Dylan O'Brien

chapter 4

Last night was amazing with Dylan. I filled in Katie with the details and she is actually really happy for me, but today morning some bad news welcomed me.

Katie sent me a picture which was taken by a paparazzi yesterday. It's me and Dylan but apparently Dylan lied to me about his personality. I texted him that we need to talk. I gave him 10 minutes to get to the café we had breakfast together a few days ago.

As I wait outside I gather my thoughts. I don't know what to think. My dumb ass didn't notice he is a famous actor and his real name is Dylan O'Brien not Dylan Lewis.

He walks towards me and asks "hey what's wrong" worried

"I don't know what to say, but you could have told me that you're a celebrity, why lie about it?" I ask him

"Come with me, I live close by let's have this conversation in private" He says while looking around then he walks me to his car.

"Okay" I say quietly and sit in his car. After about a 7 minute drive he parks the car in front of a gorgeous house my jaw literally drops "this is your house?" I ask shocked and he nods. We walk inside and he shows me around.

"Are you thirsty or hungry? Do you need anything?" He asks as he walks to the kitchen

"No I'm good thanks" I say as I sit in a sofa

"I lied to you about my personality because you clearly didn't notice who I am and you made me feel like a normal person, I don't remember when was the last time I felt normal even for a minute" He says and sits down opposite me we make eye contact.

I'm shocked.

"I understand, I might have done the same thing if I was in your case" I smile at him "but it's really embarrassing how I didn't notice who you are" I chuckle nervously

"It's okay" Dylan chuckles

We talk for hours straight. He also made some food for us. Man he's a good cook too. I found out that he also has a sister.

It's getting late and I fall asleep on his couch. I wake up on his bed but he isn't there. I check if I'm still dressed and I am.

I look at my phone. 20missed calls from my mom and my step dad. I walk downstairs to the living room and there he is sleeping on the sofa.

I don't want to wake him up so I just sneak out quietly. I walk home with my phone's GPS's help to calm my parents down but as I get to my room I see my stuff packed.

"What is this?" I ask my step dad

"You're moving out" He shouts "I've had enough of you always ruining my relationship with your mother, we talked about it and she agreed with me"

"What" I look behind him and see my mom's scared face "did you hit her?" I look back at my stepfather. He doesn't answer so I shout "did you hit her?"

It's better if you leave my mom mouths

"You know what I need a break from your bullshit, maybe my mom let's you ruin her life but you're not going to ruin mine" I say aggressively and grab my suitcases

"Don't raise your voice at me. I can't believe your father didn't teach you manners" He shouts after me

"What about your parents? Didn't they teach you to not hit innocent women?" I turn back to face him

"What did you just say to me?" His blood boiling I can feel it his face is as red as a tomato and with that he slaps me 

"Rot in hell" I say and leave. I put my stuff in the trunk and drive to a quiet place to think.