old crushes

PROMPT: a fan of dylan's happened to discover the bottom of your twitter, discovering the celeb you grew up dreaming about.

(P.S.: this is fiction, so that means for this imagine, unless it's mentioned in here, it didn't happen)

  THIRD PERSON


Sitting on the interview couch, Dylan nervously played with the mic strapped to his belt. This was his last interview of the day and, boy, was he ready for a nice lie on the couch with Y/N.


  "Live in 3! 2! 1!" A voice shouted and Dylan quickly stopped messing with the tech, glancing to the camera. The woman who held a handful of questions quickly plastered a smile, looking directly to the same camera.

  "Hello, and welcome to your source of Celebrity news, with me, Giselle Gusman." She cheerfully gleamed. "And today's incredibly special guest is the star of a recent film, Maze Runner, along with his role in MTV's hit show, Teen Wolf! You know and love him: Dylan O'Brien!"


  The cheers grew and Dylan waved around to the crowd behind the, laughing as he smiled. The crowd eventually died down, some teenage girls giving small squeals to stand out.

 "Thanks for having me." He smiled more, looking to the Giselle. She smiled even more, if that was possible, and waved it off.

  "No, thank you for coming!" Giselle assured. "Now, we always like to start of with some questions, if that's okay, of course."

 "No, ask away." Dylan chuckled, nodding for her to start. She smiled and nodded, glancing to the first card.


  "So, as Teen Wolf nears it's premier for season six, there has to be loads of things you can't tell anyone, am I right?" She nodded. Dylan scoffed jokingly.

   "So many things. Certain words I can't say, certain people of things I can't mention. . . It's unbelievable." Dylan nodded, scratching the itch on his chin nervously.

  "Well, is there anything you can tell us?" She smirked, wiggling her shoulders. Dylan sighed, looking up as he thought.

  "A. . . certain group of people who watch the show might end up very happy with this last season." He nodded, and the crowd went crazy, even a group of girls yelling "STYDIA!" caught the mic, causing Dylan and the interviewer to laugh.

   "Oh, the Stiles and Lydia relationship!" The interviewer sighed happily. "Of course, there are loads of people who have been waiting for this since season one! So, Dylan- personally, who do you think you want Stiles to be with?"

  Dylan shook his head with a smile. "There's- such an unanswered relationship between Stiles and Lydia. We know he'll always have this place in his heart for her, whether it's romantic-or not. Only until recently, have we really been able to tell that Lydia has registered that, and especially with the last few episodes of season 5B, Stiles being the only one she saw during this whole situation.  I think they both really finally connected simultaneously, and I think we'll get to see it blossom in this next season."


  "I see. . ." The interviewer gave a cheeky wink to the camera. "Along with your character's love interest, we've seen you with one of your own."

  Dylan felt his face warm up and he nodded, not being able to help the smile on his face. Everyone aw'd and cheered at his face, at the same moment a picture of Dylan and Y/N appeared on the screen behind them, posing in their beautiful attire at a red carpet of Dylan's.

  "Yeah. . ." Dylan smiled, glancing at it.


"I've only heard good news about you two, it seems drama can't even seem to touch you guys!" Giselle laughed. Dylan shrugged.

  "We both have a very good trust for each other, which I can only give Y/N credit for. I'll- I'll never be able to have the feeling of leaving some one out into their own world, with blind trust. I went off a did my filming for a couple months, and came right back to her. We kept the same connection, and it probably strengthened our relationship. She's the greatest I could ask for, seriously."


  Again, more awes.


 "Well, you two are incredible, given some of your fans don't quite approve of her yet."Giselle frowned.

   Dylan bit the inside of his cheek, nodding nervously. He hated this.

"Yeah. I really hope, they're just- I don't know, protective? Worried about me. . .  something. Or, worried about her, I guess."


  "We've gathered some, you know, tweets, posts, articles and whatnot, about why they may feel this way. . . Would you mind if we read them? Try and clear some air?"

  "Yes. Please." Dylan nodded, interesting.

 "Okay. . " The interviewer awkwardly nodded. "Our first one mentions her past relationship, and I'm assuming this is a fan of hers, which says , "I may not know Dylan personally, or at all, but anyone can become a repeat. And I'd hate to see my cinnamon roll get hurt again."


   Some laughed at the fan that called Y/N a cinnamon roll, some sat in sad silence.


"Anything before I move on?" Giselle asked. Dylan sighed.

  "I guess I get it. But, if it's anything coming from me, I would never do anything to hurt her. I love her."


  Giselle smiled and nodded, before moving on. "We also have another here, which says the only problem they have is, and I quote: "the dick dickhead that done did wrong" trying to get back with Y/N with his recent tweet."

 Dylan's eyebrows furrowed, sitting up straighter.

"Tweet?"


  The interviewer became confused. "You- haven't seen it?"


She gestured to the screen behind them, showing the tweet. Dylan quickly spun around, reading.




  Dylan's eyebrows furrowed, his body fidgeting angrily.


   "I- I hadn't seen that." He shook his head. Giselle bit her lip sadly.

"And, he- also posted this picture. . ."

(P.S. PRETEND OK)


  "And, we can't tell if it's recent or not, but some have said that it is, some have said that it isn't. . ."


  Dylan nodded, trying to hold it together. God, trust was hard.


"So, ladies and gentlemen, we hope you've enjoyed today's episode, see you all next time!"


   



   A/N:: 

  so...? this imagine comes with a few choices, which will affect the next part.

should austin butler appear, or no?


should dylan confront y/n angrily or curiously?


should they completely laugh it off and have fun sex?


you decide! 

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