Just Friends? (Dylan O'Brien)

Chapter 15: Just Friends?

Recap:

After a few minutes, I hear a knock on the front door. Looking at my mom, she wipes her mouth before getting up and walking to the door. She opens it slowly, and a smile goes onto her face.

"Hi Mrs. Olson, is Payton here?" I hear the familiar voice that I have missed for four weeks.

"Dylan" I whisper stiffing up, turning my head I see my mom looking at me. Nodding my head, I get up slowly and walk to the door. My hands shaking, not truly knowing what to do. Stopping at the door, I turn my head to see him.

He had a black and white suit on, with flowers in his hands. He looks up at me, a faint smile on his face.

"Hey Pay."

Chapter 15:

Payton P.O.V

I couldn't believe my eyes. He was here in front of me, the guy that I couldn't stop thinking about was finally here. Why now? What took him so long?

Crossing my arms over my chest, I move closer to the door, trying my best to keep a straight face. He sighs, looking down at the flowers before looking back up. Walking slowly to me, he hands me the flower's.

"Well I will be in the kitchen if you two need anything." My mother says, coughing awkwardly and walking right to my side.

"Be nice." She whispers and walks back into the kitchen. I chuckle at my mom before shaking my head and looking back up at Dylan.

"Why are you here Dylan?" I ask him, looking at the flowers and back to him. He sighs before rubbing the back of his neck.

"I'm so sorry." He breaths out, his eyes slowly make eye contact with mine. I could see the sadness in his eyes. Taking a deep breath, I look into the kitchen and hear no sounds. Knowing my family, I knew they were most likely trying to listen.

I grab Dylan's wrist, before turning around and dragging him up to my room. Pushing him into my room, I close the door and take a deep breath turning back to him.

"Listen Dyl-" He cuts me off, putting the flowers down on my bed and walking over to me.

"Payton please listen to me." He says, coming closer to me. I look at him, waiting for him to start talking again.

"I am such a idiot. I have liked you for so long. I never had the guts to tell you until you were taken and when you told me you wanted to be just friends. I was hurt, heart broken and I knew I had to move on. So, I met Britt and we started hanging out and got closer. Things happened there but you were still in my mind, so I decided to be dumb and try my best to not talk to you and if I had to I wouldn't be alone." He sighs, looking down to the floor before looking back up at me.

"You are everything to me and I don't need any other girl. I just need you, the girl that makes me smile at the dumbest things, forget my lines all the flipping time, the girl that always as a smile on her face." He comes closer to me, pulling a thing of my hair behind my ear before looking back in my eyes. I smile, looking down to the ground.

"The girl I fell in love with when I first met her." He says, making me look up at him.

He looks at me, hoping I would say something but this was a lot to take in. I was suppose to be mad at him, but how could I when he says that? Little devil, knew I couldn't say no to him.

"I can't be just friends with you. That's not possible." He says, looking at me with his beautiful chocolate brown eyes. Taking a step closer to him, our lips almost meeting, I look to his eyes.

"Kiss me, please" I tell him, a smile goes to his face before he crashes his lips to mine. Butterflies and sparks erupt in my stomach. Putting my arms around his neck, he gladly puts his arms on my waist pulling me closer to him.

Pulling away, I put my forehead on his, trying to catch my breath.

"I have wanted to do that for so long." He breaths out, making a giggle leave my lips.

"Are Britt and you?" I trail off, not exactly knowing what to say next.

"Done, completely done. I only have my eyes on one girl." He says, kissing my forehead making a smile come to my lips.

"You will be the end of me Dylan O'Brien." I tell him. He chuckles a deep chuckle before pulling me into a tight hug.

After a few minutes, I hear a cough come from his mouth.

"Listen I know it's late and all but can I take you somewhere?" He ask me, I laugh pulling away from him and looking at the clock.

"First off, its only seven thirty and second, of course." I tell him, he smiles kissing my lips before grabbing my hands and dragging me down the stairs.

I look into the kitchen to see my parents talking. My brother must be upstairs or something.

"We will be back." I tell them, they both look at me nodding there head before turning back to each other.

"Okay bye." I tell them and walk out. I look over to see Dylan smiling at me.

"What?" I ask him, hoping nothing was on my face.

"Nothing, you are just so beautiful." He says, taking my hand and running with me down the side walk.

 I could get use to this.