The Maze Runner Imagines

I'm not cheating! // Dylan O Brien

"Y/N we need to talk." Dylan says over the phone. "Um okay. I also need to tell you something..." You wanted to tell him about what you found out. It wasn't pleasant, well for you at least. "I'll see you at the coffee shop in 10." He says so quietly and hangs up. You take your purse and make your way to the coffee shop.

"Hey..." Dylan says. His hands are in his pockets and he looks extremely uncomfortable. "I got you a coffee. Your favourite." You push him a cup of latte. He sits down awkwardly and mutters a thanks. What's up with him? He's usually so cheerful.

"Look Y/N... I... Don't think this is working out. Our relationship isn't... Yeah... I'm sorry but I think we should end it." He says flatly. No. He just. He didn't just break up with you. No. "Why Dylan? We were so happy. And you promised..." You muttered the last part. He promised that he would love you and he would never leave you. "Better me than you okay?" He spat. "No Dylan. We can make this work!" You love him so much, it would be too much pain to let him go.

"No Y/N! It isn't working okay! It's not my fault you're a cheating slut. Anyways, it's not like we were gonna get married right?" He yells. People were already staring. You stared at him in shock. He called you a cheating slut How... How could he... You didn't cheat. You were so loyal... And he...he said it. But he promised to marry you someday...

He stared at you in shock. "You actually thought we were going to get married?" He asks furiously. You gave a small nod. "Well too bad Y/N. We're done and we're not gonna get married okay." He snaps. You were done. You took a deep breath, ready to let out all your anger. You were ready to let out what you wanted to say for the past 3 months.

"Well guess what Dylan! I ain't the cheating slut in this relationship okay. I don't know where you heard this shit from, but I'm not the one who is cheating! You are! You cheated on me with Britt right? I saw it with my own eyes during Joseph's party. I closed one eye and decided not to talk to you about it. Guess what? I know more. Every Thursday you go out and fuck her at her house. You don't have a guys night on Thursday. All your friends tell me you're busy fucking Britt behind my back! And I can't believe you're saying I'm the cheating slut. I never slept with anyone throughout our whole relationship. And you? You slept with at least a dozen women. So I don't know what's gotten into you. But if you want to end this. Fine. I'm done Dylan. You can go to Britt's house and fuck her all you want. I don't care anymore." You spat. You took your coffee and left the coffee shop without looking back.