Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Overworked (D.O'B) Angst

⭐requested⭐

🛑Warnings🛑: angst to fluff, fighting, crying, swear words. Pet names (darling, sweetheart).

I haven't seen or talked to Dylan in over three weeks. With him being busy with filming and me being busy with my job, we just don't seem to have time for each other anymore.
It was never like this. We always made time, even if it was just to talk over the phone for a minute.

I tried calling him, but he almost never picked up and when he did pick up he would tell me that he couldn't talk because he was busy.

After a while I just got tired of waiting for him to call and I got tired of overthinking, so I decided to burry myself in my work. It was the easiest way to keep my mind off of Dylan.

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*ring*...*ring*...*ri-

"Hey darling" I said, answering the phone

"Hey sweetheart. Are you busy?"

"A little yeah, why?"

"Oh, okay." Dylan said. He sounded disappointed.

"Why'd you ask?"

"Well it's just, we haven't talked to each other in a while and I wanted to spend some time with you."

"Well maybe if you picked up your phone when I called we could've talked a lot more." I said matter-of -factly.

"Y/N, it's not my fault I'm busy." Dylan said, I could tell he was offended and a little shocked.

"I never said it was."

"You just did."

"No, Dylan. I didn't."

"What is going on with you?" Dylan asked

"Nothing. I'm just busy with work."

"That's clearly not all that's bothering you, Y/N."

"Dylan I have to get back to work. Bye." I said. Before he could say anything else I hung up.

______Dylan's POV_________

I know I've been busy alot these past few weeks, but Its not my fault Y/N and I didn't talk much and for her to suggest that it is, pisses me off.

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"Hey man, what's up?" Tyler asked, coming into my trailer.

"Hey, nothing much." I said, looking at him from where I was sat on my bed.

"Something's clearly up Dylan." Tyler said. He pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at me.

Sighing, I sat up straighter.

"I just got off the phone with Y/ N. We got into a small fight."

"About?" Tyler asked, raising his brow.

"We haven't seen or talked to each other in a few weeks, but i mean, I'm just so busy with work I haven't gotten time to call her."

"She's your girlfriend Dylan. You're supposed to make time for each other."

"I'm trying my best okay."

"Clearly not, otherwise you wouldn't have fought."

"So what do suggest I do then?"

"Maybe you should go home for a couple of days to spend some time with her."

"I can't, I have work."

"Make up an excuse Dylan. Y/N clrealy misses you."

"Yeah, you're right. I'll book a flight as soon as possible." I said