messages

twelve

~ Wendy + Dylan O'brien ~

wendy: ONE MORE WEEK OF HELL

dylan: ha loser

dylan: i made my way out five years ago

wendy: but then i am done

wendy: class of 2015 let's go

dylan: lame

wendy: *supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

dylan: EVEN THOUGH THE SOUND OF IT IS SOMETHING QUITE ATROCIOUS

wendy: IF YOU SAY IT LOUD ENOUGH YOU'LL ALWAYS SOUND PRECOCIOUS

dylan: SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOCIOUS

wendy: um-diddle-diddle-um-diddleye

dylan: we're so cute wow

wendy: #goals

dylan: true

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A week had passed and I finally graduated high school. I had basically no plans for the night and I decided I would just stay at home, basically isolating myself from the outside world, which I was totally fine with.

I was busy watching netflix at 2am when I got a text from Dylan.

dylan: go out to your balcony

me: ...why?

dylan: just do it

Confused, I rolled off my bed and walked over to my bedroom window, that led to the balcony. I looked down to the ground, to see Dylan standing there with a smirk.

"Hey," he said.

"Dylan! What are you doing here?" I exclaimed excitedly,

"Well you got out of school so I thought that we should celebrate together,"

I started blushing and I hoped he hadn't noticed.

"Well come up here you idiot," I laughed.

He started climbing up the tree that oh so conveniently happened to lead right to my balcony.

When he finally met me at the top, I laughed and explained how he could've just used the front door.

"It's just...cuter this way, okay?"

"Alright, alright," I laughed.

"So how do you want to celebrate?" he asked me.

"Um, well I mean I was just watching netflix so.."

"Okay then let's do that," he smiled.

We started watching 'Ferris Bueller's Day Off', my favorite movie as I got under my bed covers, because I was cold, with Dylan beside me. About somewhere half way into the movie, I started getting tired and drifted off to sleep.

~ Dylan ~

When the movie was over, I looked over at Wendy, who was fast asleep. I smiled and turned off the tv. I plopped a pillow on the floor and started to lay down when I heard Wendy say something.

"Dylan," Wendy mumbled.

"Yeah, Wends?"

"Sleep up here,"

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Positive."

I moved up to Wendy's bed, got under the covers, and fell asleep holding her in my arms.

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dYALN AND WENDY ARE GOALS OK SORRY BYE