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rememberstilinski · 8 years ago

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now or never || dylan o’brien au

word count: 11,502

warnings: cursing, fluff, and soul crushing angst (y��all can thank soph @sincerelystiles for that one)

author’s note: this is a 50′s era au and it is so long and i am genuinely so proud of this! thank you to my girls @sarcasticallystilinski @dumbass-stilinski @sincerelystiles @mf-despair-queen @sabrinas-wolves @thelittlestkitsune @dylan-ohbrien @ninja-stiles and @minhosmeanhoe for letting me constantly tease them with sneak peeks! enjoy! :)

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“Two households, both alike in dignity.

In fair Verona, where we lay our scene.

From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,

Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.”

“You know, Cody. This is one of the many reasons why you and I will never, ever be together!” Y/N spat, her words rolled in venom. Her eyebrows scrunched angrily causing Cody to just laugh.

What Y/N often called a sorry excuse for a man smirked. “Sure thing, princess. You'll be back.” He waved her off, walking somewhere else in the diner. She watched him walk off and plop down in a seat with multiple girls surrounding him, pining over him. He sure did seem to be enjoying himself. The cocky look planted on his scruffy face, only made her angrier.

She couldn't have cared less about the girls he was dating, or who he was with because she didn't love Cody. She didn't even care about the ‘rule’ of their gang. The leaders of Omega were supposed to be a boy and girl and they were also meant to be together, but being with Cody just made her insides twist and not in a good way. For one, he was extremely cocky, obnoxious, and just plain terrible. How she ended up in this gang alongside him would forever be a mystery to her.

Turning on her heel, she spun to walk back over to her strawberry blonde friend, Holland, and sat in the seat next to her. “This is why I consider leaving, Holl. You're the only one keeping me here at this point.” She huffed, arms crossing over her chest and leaning back against the chair with her legs crossed in a ladylike fashion.

Holland sighed. “Y/N, you know how he is, he'll apologize and grovel at your feet for forgiveness, just let him cool off.”

“No, Holl! I don't want to be with him, I don't see why that's everyone's biggest concern.” She pulled a tube of lipstick out of her black high waisted pants along with a compact. Whenever Y/N was frustrated or angry, she reapplied her lipstick and lately that was something she'd been doing a lot around Cody. Looking into the mirror, she ran the red stick over her bottom lip and then her top lip, rolling her lips and smoothing out the freshly applied makeup.

“You know what I want, Holland. I don't want to be with him, I want to be me.”

Holland set her palm over her best friend's hand comfortingly as she smiled softly. “I know and when you figure out whatever that is, I will be here to support you.” She pulled away and grabbed a five dollar bill from her purse.

“Go get us a couple milkshakes. And I will go choose some new music.” She handed her the money. Y/N nodded and they both stood up from their seats. Holland going towards the jukebox.

“Strawberry, right?”

“You know it!” Holland winked. Y/N giggled and turned around, her own body colliding with another. She immediately squeezed her eyes shut, ready for the impact, but before she could fall on her butt, a pair of arms caught her. Her eyes slowly fluttered open to be met with a pair of whiskey eyes that she could only ever imagine seeing in her dreams. She looked at the rest of his face. The brown hair on his head slicked back nicely, but she wondered what it would like if it was just a little messy or unstyled. His pink lips slightly parted. Moles and beauty marks scattered around his face, long eyelashes hitting his high cheekbones every time he blinked, but it was almost as if he stopped blinking.

The stranger pulled her back up, the palm of her hands against his chest as his hands were firmly pressed on her back. Their eyes still locked on each other's. One of his friends, some guy clad in a leather jacket with a mop of curly hair on his head cleared his throat, snapping them out of the spell they had one another under. She pulled away from the stranger slowly. “Sorry about that, love. I should've been looking where I was going.” The whiskey eyed boy smiled, his smile knee weakening.

“That was totally my fault. My apologies. Good thing I didn't have the milkshakes I was going to buy yet.” She bit her lip, trying to hide the smile that was desperately trying to make its way onto her face and shook her head.

The boy chuckled, the sound nearly music to her ears. “Don't hide that beautiful smile you got there.”

A blush heated her cheeks. For her this was all new. She was never nervous around guys. Usually, guys were at her feet, begging to take her out for the night in their in their cars as a way to impress her, but that's not what she cared about. She didn't care about what car a guy had or if he smoked cigarettes. It just didn't matter, she cared about personality. How smart he was, how funny he was, how kind he was.

Cody was none of those things.

“I'll, uh, I'll see you around.” She said softly. The guys behind the gorgeous stranger walked ahead of him to find a seat. Y/N walked around him, going to order the milkshakes. The stranger followed behind his friends, but his eyes stayed on the girl he'd just caught in his arms as she walked over to the counter.

A voice called from up ahead. “Hey, Dyl.” His attention went back to his friend, Tyler, to see him sitting in a booth, his arm resting on the table. Dylan adjusted the leather jacket he was wearing and took one last look at the girl before waking to the table and sitting next to Tyler and across from Daniel and Sprayberry. While the other three guys got into a conversation about this party they decided to crash and where the girls in their gang were at, Dylan kept his eyes on Y/N. He watched her walk back to her table with two milkshakes in hand, sitting next to her friend. He recognized her friend, but couldn't place where he'd seen her before.

Suddenly his eyes landed on one of the people he hated most in this world. Cody Christian, the primary leader of the Omegas. Dylan being the leader of the Alphas automatically made Cody Dylan’s number one enemy. He had heard there was a secondary leader of their rival gang, a girl, Cody’s girlfriend, but he'd only ever heard of her. His eyes followed Cody and saw him walking over to the girl he’d saved from falling angrily. He grabbed her wrist, yanking her up from her seat and began to say something but he couldn't make out what was being said.

Dylan sat forward, ready to beat him up if he so much as hurt her. He clenched his jaw, waiting for his queue to walk over there. The second he saw Cody pull his hand from her wrist and spotted a bruise, he stood up and stormed over to the girl’s table. He put his hand on the small of her back and stepped in front of her, face to face with Cody.

“What are you doing here, you rat?” Cody seethed.

“I was just about to ask you the same thing, but you used better language than I was going to. Leave her alone, Cody.”

“It's none of your business what happens to her, Dylan. What are you doing here anyway? This is my territory.” Cody crossed his arms over his broad chest.

“Maybe this territory shouldn't have such garbage on the premises. I mean, it's a quality establishment. Wouldn't want your presence ruining that, would we?” Dylan smirked. Y/N’s mouth parted in surprise at what the stranger she could now call Dylan had said to her gang’s leader. Someone finally had the courage to say what she'd been wanting to say all this time and it was amazing to hear him get a taste of his own medicine.

Cody scoffed looking behind Dylan and over to Y/N. “This is kind of pathetic. You need someone else to stand up for you. You really are a princess, aren't you?”

Dylan looked at Y/N, seeing her demeanor fall, but she picked herself back up right away. She grabbed a vanilla milkshake off her table and stepped towards Cody, Dylan scooting to the side, his hands in his pockets. At this point, everyone in the restaurant was looking at Dylan, Y/N, and Cody. The only sound was the kitchen workers and the music from the jukebox. “Trust me, I can stand up to you. And if anything. . .” She brought the tall milkshake glass over his head and dumped it upside down, the contents spilling over his hair and onto his body, some dropping onto the floor. “. . .I'm a queen, not a princess.”

She set the glass back down on the table. Dylan put a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing, but that didn't stop everyone in the restaurant from doing so. A chorus of laughs sounded from everyone who saw the scene. Grabbing her jacket, she put it over her shoulders, pulling her curled hair out from underneath the clothing. She smiled at Holland who had a smirk on her plump lips. “Bye, Cody.” She teased and stepped over the puddle of milkshake on the tile ground. Her tone of voice only made Cody angrier and it was quite possible that the ice cream was melting on his head.

Y/N got out of the restaurant as fast as she could, not wanting to deal with Cody while he was angry. Smirking, she realized what had just happened. She just threw a milkshake on to Cody, and it felt amazing. The clicking of her heels against the asphalt drowns out the calls behind her, but a hand placed itself on her shoulder, causing her to turn around. The whiskey eyed boy from earlier was standing in front of her with a smile.

“Hey, you okay?” He asked.

“Okay? I'm great!” She giggled. Dylan chuckled and shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans as he walked alongside the girl of the diner.

“That was amazing! If only I had a camera to capture that moment.”

Y/N smiled at the boy and brought her right hand out of her jacket pocket, offering it for him to shake. “I'm Y/N.” He took her hand and shook it. The moment their hands touched, it was like a spark shocked the both of them. But it wasn't a spark that would cause either of them to pull away, in fact it made them both want to hold on longer. Neither of them knew what it was. Neither of them knew what the shock was or why it happened in the first place. However, they did know one thing. They were going to fall for each other. It seemed to be inevitable. Like the gods had painted their fate in the stars.

When their eyes met in the diner, when he caught her and saved her from falling to the hard floor, it was as if something shook. It felt like the earth beneath their feet shook and things were getting started. Their stars were aligned and their fate was falling into place. Dylan and Y/N didn't know if this was a love that would last, but it can be assured they'd always love each other

Dylan looked to his hand, the foreign shock still pulsing through his body. “Uh, I'm Dylan, but my friends call me Dyl.” He reluctantly pulled his hand away just as Y/N did. Clearing his throat, the two continued walking in the warm summer night.

“Hey, do you want to go somewhere?” He asked out of the blue after a few moments of walking in comfortable silence.

Dylan looked up at her to see her nodding her head in agreement. “Yeah, of course. Where to?”

“It's a surprise! ”

“If this is you asking me on a date, you could've just came right out and said something. I would've let you down easy.” She teased with a smirk.

Dylan laughed. “How do I know that you would say yes if I was being straightforward?” He raised an eyebrow.

Y/N smiled softly, eyes sparkling in the moonlight. “Well, I guess if tonight goes well, you can just ask me out and I'll be straightforward with my answer?”

“Sounds like we have a deal.” He guided her towards his car. It wasn't in the best condition, but she could tell that he was looking to get it fixed. “Sorry, it's not looking its best. I just got her and I'm hoping to spend more time fixin’ her up this summer.” He told her as he patted the hood.

“Don't apologize. If anything that's pretty cool actually. You care enough to want to fix it up by yourself. I like that.” She opened the passenger side door and slid in, sitting next to Dylan in the leather seat. “So, where you taking me?”

“You'll see.” He smirked. “Like I said, it's a surprise!” Y/N crossed her arms and grinned at him.

“Take me away, Romeo.” She laughed as he started the car and drove down the street, taking many turns during their drive. As he drove, Y/N couldn't help but look at the boy sitting in the seat next to her. His face was silhouetted by the bright light of the moon, but she could make out the dark shadow of the beauty marks on his face. His slightly parted pink lips and the corners being tugged up by a natural resting smile. The thought of one person being so perfect was ridiculous. In her mind, there was no such thing as ‘true love’ or ‘love at first sight’ because in all honestly, they just seemed like cover up reasons for being shallow and falling in love with looks.

But here he was. The boy who had the capability of changing that belief in an instant. A total stranger to her, but with him it was different. She just couldn't place what had her thinking this way and it scared her, but thrilled her at the same time. It was a love that could be potentially beautiful, but dangerous in an exciting way.

“It's not nice to stare, you know.” Dylan chuckled looking from the road, his left hand gripping the steering wheel as his fingers gently held onto his chin.

Y/N rolled her eyes playfully, but ignored his comment. “Are you going to tell me where we're going yet?”

Dylan pursed his lips as if he was thinking, but he already had an answer in his head. “Mm, no.”

“What?” She laughed. “For all I know, you could be taking me somewhere to kill me. I mean, pretty boys are usually the serial killers, just saying.” She held up her hands defensively.

“Aw, you think I'm pretty?” He said, faking his bashfulness and putting a hand over his heart affectionately.

“How are you not offended by the serial killer part?” She asked, smile still on her face. Dylan was very good company and in the half hour she's known him, she already preferred her time being spent with him as opposed to Cody.

“Don't get me wrong, that hurt. Deeply wounded in the soul, but you gotta look at the positive instead of the negative.”

“In that case, yes, I do think your pretty.”

Dylan grinned and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, as he did so, she scooted closer his side. Liking their position. “You know, you're growing on me.”

“Because I think you're pretty?”

“No, I was just messing with you. You've got a good sense of humor, you're sassy, and not to mention, show stoppingly beautiful.”

Y/N blushed and kept quiet, looking out the windshield. The rest of the drive was silent, but there was some music playing softly throughout the car. Dylan finally pulled into a parking lot and stopped the car. Looking around, she automatically realized where he had brought her.

O’Brien Family Pool

“The swimming pool?” She asked a little confused as to why they were there of all places. He pulled the keys from the ignition and smiled as he looked at the gated pool.

Dylan nodded and opened the car door, getting out and Y/N followed after him. “Yeah, it'll be fun. Do you trust me?” He asked, offering his hand to her.

She glanced down to his hand and sighed, setting hers in his palm. “Strangely enough, I do.” He pulled her to the gate and used a pin to pick the lock. Once it was finally opened, he stepped aside and let her in first. It was an outdoor pool and every light except for the underwater ones were turned off. The water was completely still because it hadn't been touched in a couple hours.

“We don't have any swimming suits, Dyl.”

All he did was smirk and shrug off his leather jacket and kick off his black converse. “Then we go in our clothes.” Y/N smiled and took off her jacket and black heels. She walked to the edge and bent down, putting her hands in the water but immediately retracting them because of the coldness.

“It's cold.” She told him, chuckling and standing up. The light from underneath the water made her eyes glisten, but her smile seemed to make them brighter.

“Oh, come on. It can't be that bad.” He shrugged.

She crossed her arms over her chest. “Fine, you go in.”

“Not without you, baby.” Dylan said, winking at her. He walked toward her, standing near the edge of the pool.

“Maybe you just need a little push.” Her hand went to his shoulder pushing him into the water, but taking her by surprise, he grabbed her hand as he stumbled back and he pulled her into the water along with him. She let out a startled scream as their bodies hit the water and went under. The two of them sunk to the bottom and she opened her eyes, looking at him and he was looking back at her. There were water bubbles around his nostrils and his slicked back hair was all messed up now.

Y/N’s beautiful eyes were squinted due to the water, a smile gracing her features as she looked at Dylan. Her hair floating around underneath the water and the lights shining through the strands. They swam up to the surface and wiped their eyes of the chlorine water when they broke through.

“What the hell was that?!” She asked, laughing.

Dylan smiled and his eyes gazed at her face. He'd seen her smile so many times in the night they've spent together and he could safely say that it was slowly becoming his favorite thing to see. He swam closer to her and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into him. “We’re here to swim and we kind of have to do that in a pool, darling.”

Y/N laced her hands together behind his neck and bit her lip, feet coming off the ground and her legs going around his waist. “It's kind of cold though.” He leaned in, his nose bumping into hers. Their breaths mingling before their lips finally attached. Eyes fluttering closed at the touch. The shocks from earlier were more powerful this time. It felt like there was actual electricity. This only spurred on their actions, they could feel their hearts racing because of the euphoric feeling they were feeling in this moment. His fingers hooked underneath her chin, deepening the kiss. He drew a small line on her lip with his tongue, asking for entrance and she allowed, moaning when his tongue ran over hers.

She pulled away and opened her eyes. Swimming backwards, she decided to tease him and make him follow her. He did as she predicted and swam over to her. He was close enough to kiss her again, but she pulled back just a little bit and he kissed her top lip and then both her lips. She put her hands in his cheeks, smiling as their lips caressed each other repeatedly.

“Your lips still taste like that milkshake from earlier.” Dylan mumbled against her mouth and she chuckled, the vibrations going over his lips. “It's sweet and tastes good.”

Before she could say anything back, they heard footsteps from outside the gate. He pulled away and looked at her, his light brown eyes widened in panic. “Go underwater, I'll stall whoever it is.”

She did as he said and took a deep breath before going under the water. While she was under, she could hear muffled voices. Dylan's and some other person that she didn't recognize. The voices were gone after a few seconds because the conversation was quick and he tapped her shoulder as a signal to come back up.

“Did you get in trouble?” She asked immediately.

He laughed and shook his head, placing his lips back on hers. “No, I just told John I dropped my house key in the pool and I needed to get it back.”

She put her palm on his chest to stop him from kissing her again so she could speak. “You know him?”

“Well, duh. This is my family's pool.” He shrugged.

Y/N gasped as she realized who he was. “Your name is Dylan O’Brien?” She questioned, voice shaking.

His eyebrows furrowed at her tone of voice but he nodded anyway. “Why is that a bad thing?” He cupped her cheek, thumb running over her bottom lip.

She rolled her lips between her teeth and her face fell. Nodding, her eyes began to water. “Yeah, Dyl. That's a bad thing.” She pulled away from him and swam towards the edge of the pool where the steps were. She got out of the pool and squeezed her hair of the water.

“What? Why? Did I do something?” He came out after her. His white t-shirt stuck to his chest and his happy trail was visible through the material. If she wasn't in this situation, she would've said something about it or took her time to admire it.

“No, you're amazing.” She mumbled, eyes falling to her bare feet and staring at her red toenails. He walked over to her and lifted her chin so she was looking him in eyes. “You're perfect.”

“Then what's so bad about who I am?” He asked softly.

“Dylan, do you know who I am?” She looked up at him.

He shook his head. “Am I supposed to?”

“I'm your rival. Your sworn enemy. I'm an Omega gang member.”

He looked taken back and he took his hand away from her as stepped backwards. “Y-you're the girl that's with Cody? You're Cody’s girlfriend?” He said angrily.

“No! No, trust me! I am not Cody's girlfriend and I never will be.” She rushed over to him and cupped his cheek. “But I am on the other side. We can't be together.”

Dylan sighed and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, pulling her into a hug. “Let me take you home.” He mumbled into her hair. She nodded and wrapped her arms tighter around his torso.

Later that night, his car was sitting in her driveway. The both of them in complete silence. On the drive to her house, they didn't sit as close as they did earlier. They sat as far away as possible from each other. An uncomfortable, itchy blanket of silence laid over the two of them and they didn't know what to say. He turned off the engine and sat back in his seat, hands on his lap as he played with his fingers. Y/N looked at her house. All the lights were turned off and she assumed her whole family was asleep.

“Dylan?” She mumbled softly, looking over at him. He looked to her, his face dropped in sadness. “I did have a great time tonight. You should know that.”

“Yeah, I did, too. It was a, uh, great start to my summer.” He nodded. “With a great girl.” She leaned over and kissed his cheek softly, silently thanking him for all he'd done for her in the time they spent together. With one last glance at the boy she could feel herself beginning to fall for, she got out of the car and waved goodbye before walking to her front door.

Dylan sat in his seat for a few seconds wondering if he should go after her. He watched her walk away and realized that a stupid rival wasn't what was going to keep him from this wonderful girl. He opened the car door and ran after her. “Y/N?” She turned around and looked at him as she walked up the front steps. He got to her and pulled her in, placing his lips on hers gently, tongue immediately finding its way into her mouth.

“We-we can't.” She whispered breathlessly.

“Yes, we can. We can do this. We shouldn't let who our friends our or what gang we’re apart of keeping us from being together. I like you, Y/N. And I know, I know we just met and it's crazy of me to say this, but I can feel myself falling for you. I don't know what it is, but I want to fall in love with you. I want you.” He said gently.

“I don't believe in ‘love at first sight’ or ‘love at first kiss’ because that's only in fairy tales, but with you, that all seems real. And I don't see myself staying away from you. I like you a lot and I want what you want. I want to fall in love with you, Dylan.” She smiled and he returned it, pulling her into another kiss.

Dylan pulled away and pushed a wet strand of hair behind her ear. “Let's do this. You and I together. But this has to stay a secret. No one can know about us. Not your friends and not mine. Not even our best friends. No one. It will cause unnecessary trouble and I don't want that.”

“Agreed.” She nodded and they sealed the deal with another passionate kiss.

And that moment; that moment of impact was when their stars aligned.

Y/N was fanning herself with her hand, her other hand holding up her long hair as she walked around the garage. “Dyl, it's hot outside. Let's go do something.” She whined. Dylan chuckled from underneath the hood of his car.

“Like what?” His silky smooth voice asked.

“Like the beach?”

His head came up from underneath the hood of his car, unstyled brown hair a mess on top of his head, his white t-shirt stained with black grease, dirt, and car oil. Even the black jeans he was wearing had obvious brown powders on them, the dirt coming from him bending down to grab another tool. “In case you haven't noticed, I'm out of a car at the moment.”

Letting her hair down, she walked over to the car, leaning against the driver’s side. “I have a car, you know? We could get a couple burgers from the diner and maybe some Pepsi’s and then we can go to the beach for the rest of the day.” She smiled softly. Dylan wiped his hand across his forehead, dirt smearing on his skin. He walked over to her and stood in front of the girl.

“That sounds amazing, it really does. But, I'm not done here.” He sighed. Y/N’s small smile fell and she looked down to her feet. Her painted baby blue toenails peeked through the tops of her open toes heels. She crossed her arms over her chest disappointedly.

Dylan felt bad putting a damper on her mood, he lifted her chin with his slender fingers. “Tell you what, give me about half hour,” he said looking at the engine and giving a guesstimate while Y/N made eye contact with him; “and then I'm all yours. We can go to the beach and afterwards we can come back here and lay in the grass, looking up at the stars, spend the whole night with each other.” He smiled.

“Are you sure? I don't want to bore you or anything.” She told, truly meaning her words. Her hand moving to cup his, his right hand having moved to hold her cheek.

He chuckled at her response and rubbed his dirty thumb over her skin, smearing a line of dirt. “You never bore me. I would love to spend the rest of my day with my favorite girl.” For the last couple weeks they'd been spending every waking moment together and he was beginning to think he would love to spend the rest of his life with his favorite girl.

She pulled his body closer into hers and she caught his lips with hers. Smiling into the kiss, she wrapped her arms around his neck, eyes fluttering shut, and her fingers running through his soft hair. The same sparks were still there, even after a few weeks and they showed no sign of ever dying down or fading out. The kiss was short, but sweet. “You make me so happy, do you know that?” She whispered against his lips, forehead resting against his.

Dylan rubbed his nose against hers lovingly causing a giggle to spill from her plump lips. He smiled at the sound and it made his heart flutter in his chest. “You make me just as happy, my love.” He kissed the tip of her nose sweetly. He pulled away and walked over to the soda pop fridge on the other side of the garage. Opening the door, he pulled out two glass bottles of ice cold Pepsi. Dylan popped the lid off both of them and handed her one. She thanked him and took a small drink of it.

As he watched her, he noticed that she still had a smeared line of dirt under her eye. He walked over to her and wiped the smudge away. She looked up at him, a smile on her face as she swallowed the soda in her mouth. “Did I have something on my face?” She asked.

Dylan nodded. “Yeah, there was smeared dirt, but it's gone now.” He leaned in and kissed the spot where the dirt was, Y/N’s face beating up with a blush. He got back to working on his car and like he said, within thirty minutes he was done for the day and they were getting ready to leave.

“You go shower and I'll meet you back here.” She told him as she grabbed her small purse.

“I think I'm fine just like this.” He joked. “Let's go.”

He started walking towards her, but she placed her hand on his strong chest halting his movements. “Not in my car and you need a swimming suit, babe.”

Rolling his eyes playfully, he let out a sigh. “Fine. I'll be ready in ten minutes, see you soon, doll.” He kissed her goodbye and she walked to her car which was down the street. Whenever they were together, they made sure to keep their cars as far away from each other's destination in fear of being caught. The sneaking around was thrilling but difficult at the same time. She didn't like hiding their relationship. She wanted every girl to know that he was hers. Dylan was insanely attractive and that's quite the understatement, she saw how girls looked at him and it made her jealous. She wanted to be able to tell her best friend that she was with this amazing guy who treated her right and made her feel important. He was a gentlemen and never gave her the same kind of treatment that Cody did. Dylan was everything Cody would never be and she loved that about him.

He cared about school, his family and friends, and other important things. Whereas Cody only cared about popularity, his car, and girls. There was no denying that she was falling hard, but she knew that Dylan would be there to catch her before she hit the ground just like he did the night they met.

The drive back to her house was full of thoughts of nothing but Dylan. He makes her happy and every time she thought of him, she couldn't help but think of his smile or his adorable laughter. The way his eyes sparkled in the sunlight when they were driving in the car with the music blasted. How he'd start belting out lyrics off key and he'd do a little dance in his seat with his fingers drumming against the steering wheel.

With love still on the brain, she got home and walked into her house, up to her room, and grabbed her two piece swimming suit. She stripped of her high waisted white shorts and navy blue shirt. The swimming suit bottoms she would wear were black with white polka dots, they came up a couple inches above her belly button, her top was the same color and it had two thick straps that tied around her neck, the top gave her breasts a push up and she smirked in the mirror because she knew that Dylan would love it.

Before leaving once again, she grabbed a towel, white rimmed sunglasses, and a picnic basket they could put their lunch in. She also made sure to grab her polaroid camera and a few rolls of film for just in case. She met back at Dylan's house and knocked on the door because he wasn't outside when she got there. Y/N expected him to greet her at the door, but instead his mom opened the door revealing a beautiful, teenage girl she'd never seen before. “Hi, can I help you, hon?”

Y/N got nervous because this was the first time she'd met either of his parents and this wasn't exactly the way she wanted to do so. She smiled nervously and waved shyly. “Uh, yes. I'm Y/N, I'm a… friend of Dylan's.” She stuck out her hand and Dylan’s mother took it, shaking it.

“How come I've never met you before?” She asked and stepped aside, letting the girl inside the air conditioned house.

“Dylan and I met not too long ago.”

“You seem like a lovely girl and you're very beautiful. Everything my baby deserves.” His mother smiled.

Y/N blushed and Dylan walked down the stairs to see his girlfriend speaking to his mother. “Hey, you're early.” He interrupted their conversation.

“Actually, you're late.” Y/N laughed.

Dylan's mother crossed her arms over her chest and turned to her son. “Aren't you going to introduce me to your lovely girlfriend?”

“Oh, I'm not his-” Y/N went to speak, but Dylan cut her off. He stood next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder pulling her into his side.

“Mom, this is my girlfriend, Y/N.” He smiled down at her. Although she was surprised that he'd told someone their secret, she grinned at his words. “Y/N, this is my mom.”

“Aw, you guys are adorable. Let me grab my camera!” His mom lightly squealed and rushed to grab the family camera. She came back and the two were still smiling at each other with nothing but affection. The flash was what pulled them out of their trance and they laughed. After a few minutes, the couple left hand in hand with smiles on their face. Dylan held his towel and his sunglasses were on his face.

“Why did you tell her?” Y/N asked as they walked down the street.

Dylan shrugged and looked at their laced fingers. “Because you're the girl for me. The one I want to take home to meet my family and the opportunity came so I took it. I don't like keeping us a secret either. You're all that matters to me.”

“You really like me, don't you?” She smiled bashfully.

“More than you know, Y/N.” He kissed her cheek just as they got to the car. He threw his stuff in the back seat along with hers and he went to sit in the passenger's seat, but was stopped by Y/N.

She held up her keys in front of his face. “You drive.”

Dylan's eyes widened. “You've never let me drive your car.” It was true, she loved her car more than Dylan loved his and she's never let anyone drive it. Not even Holland. “You really like me, don't you?” He repeated her words from earlier.

Y/N’s grin grew bigger at his response. “More than you know, Dyl.” She put them in his hand and rounded to the passenger's side and buckled in after reaching behind her to grab the camera from the backseat. Dylan got in her usual spot and started the car, the engine roaring to life. They started driving to the diner and they both sung along to the lyrics from the radio.

Y/N’s front seats were just a straight across two seats in one. She put her feet up and Dylan's lap, her back against the door as he ran his fingers over her legs while he sang. The sun was illuminating his face, a genuine smile at the corners of his lips and it was a perfect photo opportunity. Y/N lifted the camera up to her eye and pressed the button, the sound of the shutter clicking grabbing his attention.

“What're you doin’ over there?” He chuckled.

“Just taking picture of my boyfriend. You?”

“Singing to my favorite girl.” He blew a kiss at her. Y/N scooted closer to Dylan, her legs still in his lap. She brought her hand to his face and pushed it closer to her lips gently, her soft lips pressing against his skin. She trailed kisses across his cheek and down his jaw. They weren't lustful kisses, but sweet.

They arrived at the diner and Dylan went inside to grab their food and drinks before the headed to the beach. The rest of the day was them playing in the sun and splashing each other in the water. Luckily, no one from either of their opposing gangs were there and they weren't seen together by any of their friends. It was just them, but they didn't care if they got caught. They were together and that's all that mattered to them. As long as he had her and she had him, it was perfect.

Y/N and Dylan got back to his house around ten thirty and they showered before going outside and laying on a blanket in the grass together to look at the stars. Y/N rested her head on Dylan's chest, his fingers rubbing the skin on her neck. “I wish we could buy people stars.” She said suddenly, breaking their comfortable silence.

“Why?”

“Because then I would buy one.”

“For who?” He whispered as the sound of crickets came from the background.

“You, of course.”

Dylan smiled tiredly. “Would you name it after me?”

Y/N shook her head against his chest. “I would name it after me, so that whenever I'm not around, you can look up at the sky and know that a piece of me is with you. You might not be able to see it all the time. but you know it's always there for you. Just like I am.”

“Well in that case, I’d buy you one, too.” He mumbled, blessed to be here in this moment with this wonderful girl.

Holland had been rambling on for what felt like forever about this guy she'd met at a party the other night. His name was Max, but that was about all Y/N got out of Holland’s talking. Usually, she would listen to anything her strawberry blonde friend had to say, but with the boy she'd secretly been dating for almost a whole month across the diner, it was a little hard to pay attention.

She’d walked into the diner with the rest of the Omega gang twenty minutes ago and saw that Dylan and the Alphas were sitting in their usual corner. Cody was still giving her the cold shoulder from the milkshake thing. If he did talk to her, it would be about how she looked like she rolled in a pile of dirt today. Even with his nasty insults, she thanked him for wasting his breath and ignored them because she knew they weren't true. Not with the way Dylan was looking at her from his booth with Tyler, Daniel, Sprayberry, Shelley and Crystal.

His table was in their own conversation, but just like Y/N, Dylan was checked out of whatever his friends were talking about. The secret lovers just looked at each other, almost having a silent conversation. Their eyes were filled with love and they could both see it. Just pure love. Dylan smiled at her and winked, Y/N blowing him a kiss after tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. All she wanted was to grab his face and kiss him with everything she had, but she couldn't. Not here anyways.

With their eyes still holding contact, Y/N nodded her head towards the door as she silently asked him if they wanted to leave. Dylan looked at the door and nodded. He turned to his friends, excusing himself.

“Five minutes.” He whispered so only she could hear when he walked by. His hands were in the pockets of his blue jeans and he just wore a white t-shirt instead of his leather jacket. His feet in black converse, his hair slicked back as it usually was when he went out.

Y/N turned to Holland who was still talking as she swirled her straw around in her milkshake. She was finally listening to her best friend, but she was just hoping to pass time so she could go and see Dylan and be in his arms again.

“Hey, are you okay?” Holland stopped her sentence to ask her fidgety friend a question.

“I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?”

The strawberry blonde sighed. “You seem really antsy. Is there something up? You've been like this for the past few weeks.”

Y/N relaxed in her seat and crossed her arms, popping her bubblegum. “I'm fine, Holl. I promise. It's just, Cody is getting under my skin.”

Holland understood Y/N’s hatred for their leader, but it didn't explain why she had been so secretive. Holland knew Y/N like the back of her hand, she knew when Y/N was lying, when she was angry, or when she was hiding something. Deciding not to press the issue because Holland knew that her best friend would tell her whatever she was hiding when she was ready.

“I know that's true, but there's something else, isn't there? I'm not going to pressure you into saying anything because I know you'll tell me when you're ready.” Y/N’s hand was covered by her friend’s reassuringly and was offered a small smile.

“Thank you, Holl. I have to go to the ladies’ room, but when I come back, I'm all yours.” Y/N smiled and stood up from her seat walked away, walking past Cody on her way to the back. Cody turned and watched her walk off, noticing how she looked back to make sure she wasn't being watched. His eyebrows furrowed, what was she hiding from him? He made a mental note to confront her about it later.

Y/N walked towards the bathrooms in the back, but thankfully there was an exit out of the diner. She pushed opened the door which led her to an alley behind the hangout. Dylan was leaning against the wall with a cigarette in between his lips. He took a drag and blew out when he saw his girlfriend approaching him. “That's going to kill you, you know.” She reminded him as she did many times before.

Dylan smiled and threw the cigarette butt on the ground, rubbing it into the asphalt with his shoe. He grabbed her hand, pulling her closer. “You're going to kill me, especially when you look like this, so I'd say you're the worst drug, baby.” He kissed the corner of her lips, his prickly stubble tickling her as he did so. She giggled and squirmed in his arms, placing her hands on his chest.

“You're such a noodle, Dyl.” She laughed happily. Her laughs had officially became Dylan's favorite sound in the world. The more he made her do it, the better it sounded. He pulled away and looked at her, his eyes loving every single thing about how she looked. A smile ghosting at her lips, her little freckles on the bridge of her nose. Everything about her was perfect to him.

“I'm your noodle.” He whispered, the three words being dorky, but meaning the world to Y/N. She leaned in and brushed her lips over his, electrifying goosebumps rising on both of their skin. Dylan caught her lips with his, he hummed in happiness when they were finally connected. He could feel her smiling as he kissed her. Her hand moved up to the side of his neck, her thumb rubbing over his jawline. Dylan walked her back towards the wall where she softly leaned against the brick. His arms snaked around her waist, pulling her body closer into his.

She took her lips away from his and looked at his face, red lipstick marks on the skin around his lips. Smiling at her markings, she kissed his cheek and trailed her lips down his neck. He sighed in content, loving this situation. Loving her. She brought her hand to the collar of his shirt and gripped them when she placed her mouth back on his. Her eyes closed at the sweet touch.

“Why do your lips always taste like milkshakes?” He laughed breathlessly.

Y/N shrugged. “Because whenever we kiss, I've had a milkshake. Do you not like it?” She asked worriedly.

“No, no. I love it.” He smiled and pecked her lips repeatedly. “I love you.” He whispered with his forehead against hers.

She pulled back and looked at him, her hands on his face, fingers in his hair. “You love me?”

Dylan nodded happily and pushed a piece of hair behind her ear, smiling at her as he did so. “I do. I love you so much. Whenever you're around with me, I can't help but feel the happiest I've ever felt. My heart races every time you touch me or when you kiss me. Even when I see you, I feel like my heart is pounding an imprint into my ribcage. I don't care about who you are or what gang you're apart of. That doesn't matter to me. Like I said when you met my mom, Y/N Y/L/N, you are the girl for me. I love you and I just want to be with you now and forever.”

“I didn't believe in love before I met you. I didn't believe in ‘love at first sight’ or ‘soulmates’. Then I fell for you, literally.” She giggled at her joke and Dylan laughed as well. “I saw you that night and I knew that you were meant to be mine. That I was meant to fall in love with you. I've never been allowed to be myself, but when I'm with you, I feel like I can always be myself. I can say what I want to say, do what I want to do. Our love is written in the stars, Dyl. The gods couldn't have made anyone more perfect for me. They couldn't have made a love more perfect for me. They couldn't have made you any more perfect for me than you already are. I'm falling in love with you and I don't want to stop. I-I love you.” Her voice broke at her confession, but thankfully, no tears spilled from her glossy eyes.

Dylan kissed with her every nerve, every fiber, and every molecule in his body. He kissed her with all the love he had to offer. And that was another moment of impact. Their first confession of love for each other. She kissed back with just as much love. Y/N kissed her boyfriend back with just as much force and power. Her kisses made it seem like it was just them in the world. Everyone in the world was just white noise and them being together in that moment was the only thing that mattered. Her kiss dissolves the universe.

“Y/N?” A feminine voice interrupted their moment. The couple pulled away and looked to where the voice came from. The redhead companion of Y/N’s was standing by the door wearing a shocked expression. Her mouth was parted in surprise and she looked as if she stopped breathing.

“Holland, let me explain.” Y/N begged. Holland crossed her arms, pursing her lips, and nodded. Dylan pulled away from Y/N hesitantly, not knowing what the future would hold for them after this conversation. He grabbed her hands and kissed her knuckles softly.

“I love you.” He whispered against her skin and walked away, her fingers slipping through his touch. He walked past Holland and gave her a tight lipped smile and back into the diner.

“This is what you've been hiding from me?” Holland walked over to her friend. Y/N nodded slowly as Holland crossed her arms over her chest. “How long?”

“A month. Since the night I met him.” She sighed.

Holland put her face in her hands as she stood in front of her best friend. “Why didn't you just tell me? I thought we were best friends.”

“We are! Holl, you're one of the only people who knows. No one was supposed to know about us.”

“Someone more important knew before I did?” Holland asked, raising an eyebrow.

“It's his mom. He introduced me to his mother.” Y/N laughed slightly. “I didn't tell you because if anyone knew about me and him, who knows what would happen.”

“Y/N, you can't be with him. We're rival gangs, a full on war would break out if anyone were to find out about you two.”

Shaking her head, Y/N refused. “No! You can't say that to me.”

“Think of our gang. Think about Cody. You know what would happen to O’Brien if Cody were to find out about this relationship? He would kill him. He hates the Alphas, Y/N. He wouldn't hesitate for a second.”

Y/N’s heart began to sting as she thought about what would happen if Cody were to hurt Dylan. If she were to ever lose him. “Please, Holland. I'm leaving this. I'm leaving the gang. I don't want to be forced away from Dylan.”

“Leaving? Y/N, you can't do this. You can't just leave us. Me. We're your friends. It'll ruin everything.” Holland continued going on about the whole situation. Y/N tried to say something that would change her mind, but Holland wasn't listening.

“I love him!” Y/N yelled, trying to catch Holland’s attention. Holland’s hazel eyes widened in disbelief. Y/N spoke softly. “I love him. And he loves me. I've fallen in love with my rival and I never would've thought that this would happen, but it did. I'm not ready to say goodbye to what he and I have.”

Holland pulled Y/N into a hug. “I'm sorry, Y/N. I'm the worst friend ever.”

“No, you're not. You're just looking out for me.” Y/N smiled.

“If you love him, then be with him.” Holland said, pulling away. “Don't let anyone take away that love you have for each other. I'll keep your secret. I'm sad to see you leave, but if it makes you happy, then go for it.”

“Thank you, Holl. This means a lot.” Y/N smiled, teary eyed.

Someone knew of their relationship and that was a relief. Y/N didn't have to lie to the one other person she trusted most anymore. But Cody couldn't know. It would mean the end if he did. What a shame that he'd heard Y/N’s entire confession.

The week following was pretty uneventful. Holland had kept Y/N and Dylan’s relationship a secret just like she said she would and they were both incredibly thankful for that. Dylan had told Tyler, his best friend, about his relationship and he was surprised to hear how supportive he was. Tyler told Dylan that he deserved a girl that made him happy, that he deserved to be happy.

“Dylan, I've been thinking about something.” She told him, their laced fingers swinging as they walked in the park.

Dylan looked to Y/N. “What about, my love?”

“I want to tell more people about us.” At her words, Dylan stopped in his tracks. Y/N worried as she saw her boyfriend’s reaction. “Is that a bad thing? You know what, forget I mentioned it.” She muttered, pulling her hand from his, beginning to walk away.

Dylan shook his head and grabbed her hand, pulling her back over to him. “That's a great idea. Trust me, I want to tell everyone you're mine, but what about Cody and the rest of our gangs?” He panicked.

“I thought about that, too.” She smiled. “I'm going to leave the Omegas. I'm not going to be a part of the gang anymore.”

“A-are you sure? This is what you want?” He asked. He was totally for the idea, but she was leaving her friends. She was leaving Holland and he didn't want to be the cause of that.

Y/N nodded. “I'm sure. I've had my foot out the door for a while, it just took you to pull me out. I don't care about what anyone thinks. I just want to be with you.”

Dylan grinned and kissed her cheek. “Then I'll leave the Alphas.”

“But you're their leader.”

Shrugging, he smiled down at the girl in front of him. “I don't care. If you leave your gang than I leave mine. All I need is your love. Now and forever. Speaking of which,” He dug around in his pocket, feeling around for the item he's had since he told Y/N he loved her for the first time. He pulled out a small, silver ring. There was no diamond, it was just a plain silver band. “I want to give you this.”

“Is this about you courting me, cause we're kind of already together?” She giggled, looking at the ring.

“Originally it was supposed to just be a promise ring, I was going to give it to you last week, but I've been thinking. I'm in love with you, Y/N. I'm hopelessly devoted to you. I tell you all the time that you're the only girl for me. You're my girl.” He held the ring between thumb and index fingers. “Why have a promise ring when it can just be an engagement ring?”

“Dylan, what are you doing?” She asked, his words taking her breath away.

“I know it's a little soon and we're only eighteen, but I don't care. I love you more than I can even fathom. We don't have to get married right away, but I want to marry you someday. This is me asking you to marry me one day. Let me give you the rest my heart. Let me spend the rest of my life with you.” Dylan got down on his knee, looking up at the love of his life. She had happy tears in her bright eyes. “Will you marry me?” He whispered, his smile contagious.

Another moment of impact.

Y/N nodded quickly. Smiling as he stood up and slipped the ring on her finger. He held his hand in hers, kissing her knuckles. She grabbed his face and kissed him. “Dylan, I love you and I want to marry you now. Let's do it.” She held his face in her hands, her breath hitting his face after speaking so fast. She was high on her love for him.

“Can I ask you something crazy?” He asked.

“Well, you already asked me to marry you and I think that's as crazy as it can get.” She chuckled.

“Then I guess it's not crazy if I ask you to run away with me?” He smiled.

Y/N’s eyes widened. “Run away with you?”

“Yeah. What do you say?” He rubbed his thumb over her knuckles, her hands still in his.

“I say… when do we leave?” She grinned.

“Tonight. I'll get some money I have saved and we can go wherever you want.”

“Are we really doing this?” Y/N asked excitedly.

Dylan nodded. “Only if it's what you want.”

“I want this. I want us. I want you.” She whispered. “Let's do it. Let's run away from all of this. Just you and me for the rest of our lives.”

“You and me for the rest of our lives?” Dylan hummed. “I like the sound of that.”

Y/N stood on her tippy toes, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. “I'll meet you back here in two hours.”

“I love you so much.”

“And I love you.”

The two got in their own cars, driving to their homes. They packed clothes, things they held dear to their heart, and both grabbed some money. In total they would have four thousand dollars. The money would come from birthdays, Christmas, and spare money from past jobs. It wouldn't last the rest of their lives, but it was enough for the time being. Y/N had left a letter with Holland that would go to her parents and Dylan left his on the counter of the kitchen in his home. Taking one last look at his empty bedroom, he smiled. He knew that this was the right thing.

“Y/N, are you really leaving?” Holland asked as she held the envelope in her hands. They were at the diner and Y/N decided to grab her and Dylan dinner before they hit the road.

“I am, Holl.�� She told her, a sad smile on her face. Holland and Y/N held each other in a hug.

“I'm going to miss you so much.” Holland sniffled.

“I'll miss you, too.” Y/N cried. “But this isn't goodbye. It's a ‘see you soon’. When Dyl and I have settled down, you can come see us and I'll make sure to see you.”

Holland nodded and pulled away from the hug, holding her best friend’s hands. “I better be the maid of honor at this wedding.”

“Well, duh. Who's going to do my hair and makeup?” Y/N rolled her eyes playfully.

Holland giggled as Y/N smiled at her. “I'll see you soon, okay?”

“See ya later, Holl.” Y/N grabbed the bag of food off the counter and walked out of the diner and to her car. She sat in her seat, starting the car with a smile. She drove out of the parking lot and to the park to wait for Dylan, completely oblivious to Cody in the car behind her.

Dylan was at the park, Tyler having drove him. He was going to leave his car with Tyler to fix and then him and Daniel would drive it out to wherever Dylan and Y/N would be. “You know I'm going to miss ya, Posey.” Dylan said as Tyler parked the car by the curb.

“I'm going to miss ya, too.” Tyler clapped his hand on his best friend’s shoulder. “I'll see you soon. Now go get your girl. You have your whole life ahead of ya.” Posey told him with a genuine smile.

“See ya, Ty.” Dylan got out of the car, patted the hood, and waved goodbye. Tyler waved and drove off. Dylan looked at his watch seeing that she should be here in five minutes. He had his bags on his shoulder as he walked over to the tree in the middle of the park.

It didn't take long to see Y/N’s car come into view. Smiling he walked over to her and set his bags on the ground. He pulled her into his arms, kissing her sweetly on the lips. His fingers tangled in her hair, his other hand lifting her chin. She smiled as he groaned when her fingernails scratched at his scalp. She pulled her lips off of his and kissed down his neck.

“As much as I'd love to do this, we can't do it here.” He sighed and pushed her off of him slightly. “I promise we can definitely do some more of that later, but let's get on the road first.”

Y/N pouted. “You're no fun.” Dylan shook his head with a smile on his face and picked up his bags, putting them in the trunk of the car. “Come on, fiancé, let's run away!” She grinned.

Dylan pulled her into his side as they looked around. The park as pretty empty for the most part. No one in sight. It was perfect, but it only took one sound for that to all fade away.

A gunshot rang out causing the lovers to flinch. They turned around, scared of what they'd see. Cody was standing twenty feet away from them, a gun in his hand, the tip pointed at the sky as smoke came from the hole.

“Cody, what are you doing?” Dylan asked, stepping in front of Y/N.

Cody shrugged, an evil smirk on his face. “Well, I heard of the engagement and figured I should give you a surprise.”

“We don't want anything from you.” Y/N told him, scared of what he could do. Especially holding a loaded weapon.

“Listen here, you bitch. You were supposed to be mine. You were supposed to be with me. Not this scumbag from the other side of the tracks. Me.” Cody snarled.

Dylan felt his pulse raise as he spoke to Y/N, his protective side coming out. “Don't talk to her like that, you dick!”

“Why? What are you going to do?”

Before he knew it, Dylan’s fist collided with Cody's jaw. He stumbled back, dropping the gun. Cody pushed back, Dylan falling into Y/N. He panicked when he heard her wince at the impact. “Are you okay, baby?” Y/N nodded.

“I'm fine, love. Are you?” She looked over him, making sure there were no marks. Dylan looked back at Cody to see him fuming. Cody grabbed the gun off the ground, walking towards the two.

“Cody, please. Don't do this.” Y/N begged. Tears in her eyes as she stepped in front of Dylan. “You can't do this. I'll leave him. Just don't hurt him.”

Dylan’s whiskey eyes filled with tears. “Y/N, no.”

She turned to look at him, the tears that were once in her eyes falling down her cheeks. Her eyes were swollen and she sniffles, the tip of her nose red. “I have to, Dyl. We were stupid to think we could get away from this.”

“Don't you love me?” He cried.

“Of course I do, you know that, but this is the only way I can keep you safe. If something were to happen to you because I'm selfish, I wouldn't forgive myself. I love you.” She placed a teary kiss on his cheek and took her hand out of his. She walked over to Cody, not having the heart to look back at the broken man behind her.

“I'm all yours.” She muttered. Her heart broke at her words.

“No, you're not.” He shook his head. “You'll never be mine. Not entirely.” Cody raised the gun in Dylan's direction, finger on the trigger, ready to pull. Y/N watched with wide eyes as he was about shoot the gun. Dylan closed his eyes, ready for what was coming at him. The gun went off, the shot ringing through their ears. Dylan’s eyes fluttered open, but he was uninjured. His gaze landed on Y/N, just in time to see the blood seep through her shirt and Cody's eyes widened.

Everything seemed to be in slow motion. Cody dropping the gun and taking off without a word, his car speeding down the street. Y/N’s body dropped to the concrete, but Dylan caught her as she stumbled into his arms. Dylan sat on the ground, her body shaking. The warm, red liquid was soaking the cloth on her shirt. With fidgety hands, he put his hands over the wound on her stomach.

“No, no, no. Hey, hey you're going to be okay.” Dylan tried to distract her from the pain that was spreading through her body. Y/N’s chest was rising and falling as she tried to keep air in her lungs. Her hand set over his, their fingers lacing.

“Dylan, look at me.” She rasped out.

His eyes came from her stomach and up to her eyes. They still had the same brightness they had from when she'd seen him earlier. “You know I love you, right?” She asked.

“I know you do, baby. But don't say goodbye. You're going to be okay.” His voice broke.

“Don't forget how much you mean to me. You are my whole world. My everything. You're my soulmate, Dylan. Remember that.”

“Stop saying goodbye. This can't be it.” He sobbed, his tears running down his face and landing on her cheeks. It was hard to tell whose tears were whose, Y/N was crying and their tears combined.

“Do you remember what I said to you that one time we were laying in your yard after our day at the beach?” She ignored his question. Dylan nodded, a sad smile on his face.

“I told you that I wished we could buy stars and then I'd buy you one and always be with you. Dyl, when I go, I'll be in the stars, watching over you. Watching you live your life.” She smiled up at him, ignoring the throbbing pain in her stomach and in her heart.

Dylan let out a choked sob. “How am I supposed to live my life without you here? I’m not strong enough to live in a world that doesn't have you in it.”

Y/N cried watching his own heart break. She knew that he loved her with everything he had to offer and she knew she was breaking his heart. He couldn't watch her die. She hated herself for doing this to him because she also knew that he would always love her. That kind of love never dies. “I love you so much, Dylan. You turned my world upside down and you made me a better person.” She brought her hand up to his cheek, rubbing her thumb over his high cheekbones. “You made me me. And I'm eternally thankful for that.”

“I love you, Y/N. You are the love of my life. You're not just my girlfriend, as far as I'm concerned…” He grabbed her left hand and rubbed his finger over her ring. “You, Y/N Y/L/N, are my wife.”

“And you're my husband. You'll always be that to me.” She nodded. He adjusted her body so he could kiss her, one last time. His lips caught hers, the movement slow and in sync. The kiss would take the little bit of breath that she had left, but it didn't matter. She had to feel that spark, that electrifying feeling that made her skin tingle and her heart burn with passion. That was her dying wish. Before her eyes stayed shut and she fell into an eternal sleep, a single tear fell from the tear duct in the corner of her eye.

Then it all stopped.

The movement of her lips.

The rising and falling of her chest as she tried to breathe.

Her heart…

It all stopped.

Dylan pulled away and looked at her to see her completely still. “Y/N? Y/N, please? Please don't be gone. Don't go. This can't be it. I'm not ready to say goodbye.” He whispered against her lips. As the realization hit him, he sobbed. He held her to his chest and sobbed. Each sob hurting more than the last. His sobs echoing around him. He would never see her smile again. He would never hear the contagious laugh. He would never hear the camera flutter shut as she took a picture of him without him knowing.

And that…

That was the hardest moment of impact.

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