something about love

(a dylan o'brien fanfiction)
"I may just be an annoying mass to you so just leave me alone" I huffed . "you have a serious problem with the 'alone'word " dylan chuckled. our faces were inches apart. "well, you're the only person who has a problem with this word, because if you kept treating others like this, you'd bring this word to life, and you'd be alone "
and thats when he crached his lips into mine.