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Be My Absolute (A Dylan O'Brien Fanfiction)

Be My Absolute (A Dylan O'Brien Fanfiction)

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"Brookie..." He whispers, his hot breath tickling the nape of my neck. He wraps a thick ringlet of my hair around his index finger, my head tucked deeply into his neck. "Yes, Dylan?" I answered after a short period of time, my voice hushed so he could only hear. My free hand, which was my left one, their fingers were laced in his, fitting perfectly. "I have a question." I feel myself smile coyly, and I nod. "Okay," I breathed, my grey, knitted sweater hugging my body tightly, needless to say the same with his arms. "Be my absolute?" He questions, every end of each word hinted with nervousness but a little bit of anticipation. I remember the third time I met him, saying 'absolutely' instead of goodbye. Nodding, I look out the window, the sunrise finally appearing from the concealed night sky. In all honesty, it felt amazing, being wrapped in his arms with my eyes glued onto streaks of purple, red, pink, and navy blue, speckled with white, twinkling stars. I finally gather the courage to open my mouth again, to unravel from whatever was holding my confidence back. "For eternity, Brainy."
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"I can't do this anymore," he mumbled. I froze at the comment, running through all of the possibilities of what it could mean in my mind."What do you mean?" I squeaked. "I'm not good enough for you. . ." He started. "Dyl--" "No!" He shouted unexpectedly, making me jump. "You don't get it. I'm not good enough," he said through gritted teeth. "Dylan, stop," I started, my eyes welling with tears. "You need to get away from me before I hurt you even more!" He cried, seeming angry, upset, and frustrated all at once as his eyes glistened with tears. "You don't need to do this. . ." I whispered, one tear falling from my eye. "I do, Maddie. I love you so much, and nothing will ever change that. That's why I'm letting you go. Now I'm going to get out of the car, and I'm going to go inside. And you have to promise me that you are going to drive away ans never talk to me again. You're going to find a new love, and forget about me," he spoke carefully, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Nothing you do could ever make me make that promise."

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