My Best Friends Brother (Dylan O'Brien)

Chapter One

"Hahaha Taylor stop!!" I squealed as Taylor kept tickling me.

"Not until you promise me!!" Taylor laughed.

"Promise you what?!" I asked attempting to get out of her grip.

"That you won't be nervous when you come meet my family!" She laughed letting go of me.

"Hmmmm idk." I said running away.

I guess I should explain what all this is about. My name is Blakely Rose but I preferred to be called Britt I am 18 years old and have chestnut brown hair with bright blue eyes. My best friend Taylor has only been my friend for about three weeks. The reason why is because I just moved from New York City to LA California. She was the only one who'd talk to me, so I soon warmed up to her. I consider her my sister because she's always there for me. And since we've been friends for that long she wants me to meet her family. I'm really nervous because I'm super shy. She keeps talking my not to be nervous but I can't really help it!

"Britt! Come back! You need to get ready for tonight!" Taylor said running after me.

"Nope!" I said running into the bathroom.

"Whew...." I said to myself.

"You really thought you could get away that easy?" Taylor said from behind me.

"How'd you.." I said confused.

"There's another door, smart one." Taylor said throwing me clothes.

"You want me.. To wear this?" I asked holding up a strapless black mini dress.

"Uh yeah! Wanna look good don't ya?" She asked smirking.

"Why do I need to be so fancy?" I asked with a curious look on my face.

"Ohhhhhhhh... No reason." She said then laughed.

"Ok... I see how it is.." I said shoving Taylor out of the bathroom

"You better be ready when you come out." Taylor said sounding muffled.

"Yeah yeah yeah..."

"Why does she want me to dress so nice?" I asked to myself. "Maybe it's because her family always dresses nice?" I kept thinking to myself and before I knew it I was ready to go.

"You done yet??" Taylor asked as I opened to door.

"Woah, you look so pretty Britt!" Taylor said her face lighting up.

"Can I go get food now?" I asked trying to get around Taylor.

"Nope, we still gotta do your hair!" Taylor said pointing to the dresser where the curling iron was on.

"Ughhh." I groaned walking over to the chair, dragging my feet.

"Calm down, you'll look perf!" Taylor said holding up a OK sign on her fingers.

After about 15 minutes of her doing my hair she pulled most of it up Ito a high pony leaving my bangs hanging.

"Oh yes, perfect!" Taylor said with a huge grin.

"Ok, now for shoes!" She said running over to my closet.

"Oh jeez. Can't I wear my black converse? I hate high heels!" I groaned following Taylor.

"Nope." She said throwing me a giant pair of heels.

"These are like ten inches!" I said holding them up.

"Try them on!" She said throwing herself on my bed.

I tried them on and to be honest I felt like I was seven feet tall.

"Hey you actually look 5'6 now!"

"Heyyy don't make fun of my shortness." I said fake crying.

"Sorry bae." She said laughing.

"Now let's go." She said walking out.

"Aw man, I didn't have time to get food." I said pouting.

"Don't worry there will be food there!" She said smiling.

"Oh yes!" I said trying to walk in my heels, but failed multiple times.

Once we got in the car Taylor turned up her radio and Jealous by Nick Jonas was on.

"AWWW YEAH! This is ma song!!" I said turning it up even more.

"You're so funny Britt!" Taylor said laughing.

"I still get Jealous!" I sang then laughed.

"We're here!!" She said turning off the car.

"But...but the song wasn't over!" I said getting out.

"That's ok, you have it on your phone." Taylor said pointing to my phone.

"Oh yeah, it's pretty insane when your best friend knows more about you then you do." I said following her up to the door.

"Welcome to my house!" She said walking in the door.

"Dang your house is ginormous. It looks small on the outside but ginormous on the inside!" I said quite loudly.

"Yeah, we get that a lot." Taylor said crossing her arms.

"Taylor?" A guys voice said.

"Who dat? Wait you have a boyfriend and didn't tell me!"

"Ew no, that's my brother!" Taylor said walking up the stairs

"You have a brother and didn't tell me!" I said following Taylor up the stairs

"Britt this is my brother." She said pouting to someone behind me.

I turned around and there was a guy who looked about 6 ft and he had black spikes hair and big brown eyes.

"Hi I'm Britt." I barley managed to get out.

"I'm Dylan.." He said making eye contact with me.