Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Dylan O'Brien x Reader

"Oh shit." You whispered when you woke up with a huge headache. As you examined your surroundings you realized, a little shocked, that you were lying in an unfamiliar bed, almost naked and next to one of your best friends who was still asleep. You peeked under the blanket just to realize your apprehensions were true. Dylan was naked too. "No. No, no, no, no, no!" You whispered nervously. Quickly you got up and picked up your clothes from the ground putting them on. You looked around in the bedroom trying not to wake him up and searching for your phone. You couldn't seem to find it so you tip-toed into the kitchen to look there. When you entered the room you immediately spotted it on the counter. "Thank God!" "Hey babe. Where are you heading?" You unexpectedly heard Dylan's deep voice from behind while he wrapped his arms around your waist. Instinctively you closed your eyes at his touch. You realized what's happening and freed yourself from his grasp before turning around to face him. "Dylan. I'm sorry. This, all of this, was a huge mistake, okay? I, I have a boyfriend or probably had if he finds out about this." You took a step away from him to create a distance. "You know, to be honest with you, and believe me I swear to God I do not wanna be or sound rude, I don't think you really mean what you just said. Yesterday you told me you loved me. For a while already. So I told you my feelings about you. Do you remember?" The memories flood your mind. "Yeah, but, but I was drunk!" Desperately you try to defend yourself. "(Y/N). You know exactly that drunk people don't lie. I love you and you don't know how long I've waited to get out of that stupid friend zone. Just, if you really don't have feelings for me then tell me. Look me in the eyes and tell me." "Are you seri-, Okay!" You looked into his eyes. His beautiful brown eyes. You couldn't do it. Abruptly you left the room and walked out the front door with your purse in your hand. "(Y/N)!" You heard him yell after you but you just walked. Walked the few meters home. Rapidly you rang the doorbell before your boyfriend stood in front of you after letting you in. "Where were you? I was worried sick about you!" He embraced you softly yet a little eagerly. "I was at the club like I told you." Awkwardly you parted from him not being able to look into his eyes. You walked into the kitchen getting a glass of water, your boyfriend constantly looking and following you. "What is it?" "I just wanted to ask you the same question." He just answered. "What?" You chuckle a little nervously. "Oh come on. You are the worst pretty little liar ever." Still not looking at him you sighed. "I did not tell you where I was after the club. I, I, you know, just remember I'm sorry okay?" "Oh no. Oh heck no! Are you serious?! You cheated on me you worthless bitch?! No one, and I mean no one, not even a little bitch like you cheats on me. Got that?!" You knew he could get angry very easily so you always tried to not trigger his anger. But that he could get like that was new. He came dangerously close before he grabbed your arm all of a Sudden. "You think you can do that to me?!" You saw a darkness in his eyes that you never saw before. Frightened you tried to protect your head with your arms. "Stop it! Let go of me!" You shouted at him. Unexpectedly you felt a soaring pain running through your cheek. That bastard just hit you. "Well now I know why I never had to be jealous of your ex-girlfriends." Once again the pain got worse after he had hit you again. You sunk to the ground a little dizzy. "Stand up, bitch!" Angrily you didn't obey but he pulled you up very brutally. Roughly he pinned you against the wall while talking to you in a really mean and loud way. Quickly you were able to free yourself and start to run but he caught up and grabbed your waist once again. Pressing his lips on yours he started kissing you roughly. "Stop it!" "Why? Was your lover better last night?" "That definitely." He pushed you against the wall in the hallway. "Stop it!" You screamed. Suddenly someone bursts through the front door. He spotted you before he spun your boyfriend around and hit him in the face. It wasDylan. Your ex fell to the ground. For a moment he was somewhat unconcious. Dylan pushed him into the bathroom and locked the door. "Dyl!" You stated relieved hugging him tightly. "I knew it. I knew it! I should have never let you go. Let me see." Cautiously he took a look at your cheek and body. "Let's go. Take your stuff, we have to hurry." You did what he said and leave the apartment. Dylan locked up the door of the bathroom and ran downstairs with you, to the front door of the whole building. Outside you just hugged him and buried your head in his chest while the tears started to fall. "Hey, hey. Shh, everything's okay, you're with me now. I won't let anything happen to you ever again." Softly he placed a kiss on your head while stroking your back.
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A new one yay. The last one was new too.