Dylan O'brien Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"Let's eat together. I'll get some plates." Meanwhile, Grayson finally chose to sit next to Dylan. But his eyes followed my movements. "Why do you look surprised, Dylan? Were you on the phone with your girlfriend when we came in?" I glared at him. I approached Dylan again. "Is that true? You have a girlfriend?" Dylan, who was holding a chicken thigh, looked at me and Grayson alternately. "Who's surprised and who has a girlfriend?" Oh crap. I should’ve known this was just Grayson's ploy.

DYLAN We were in the middle of lunch when we found out that Nova’s mom was the one getting married to Ricardo O’Brien. We hadn't even processed it yet when suddenly the cafeteria erupted in whispers. Everyone had their faces in their phone and we did the same and saw the post that had everyone talking. I didn't finish reading it before I knew the person who wrote the note and the post was the same person. The bitterness and hatred in both of them were the same.

"Bitch you still not feeling him…can't blame you…Dylan dickhead is hottt." "I don't know. I'm just…" My eyes flicked over to where Dylan was standing near the water. Two girls had approached him, tourists, probably in their early twenties, both in tiny bikinis. One of them touched his arm while she laughed at something he said. The other gave him a kiss on the cheeks. Dylan didn't stop them. He just stood there, letting them flirt with him. My grip on my phone tightened. "Moana?" Octavia's voice pulled me back. "Are you still there?"

"Julian, you’ve been incredibly hectic recently, right? Difficult to contact you. I nearly believed you were involved in a trillion-dollar project or something similar." I released a deep breath, not due to wanting him to leave, but because I was too troubled to act like everything was fine. “What is it that you desire?” Dylan plopped down onto the couch, appearing frustratingly at ease. "I have some updates." Christian is tying the knot this week. “He desires your presence alongside Ophelia.” My head jerked upward. My eyebrows knitted tightly. “Why is it Ophelia?” Dylan stared at me as if I were the odd one. “Why not? Isn’t Ophelia your spouse now?”

except Andre smirks, “and yet you did nothing to push me away even then. admit it baby, if i had even tried to kiss you, you would’ve.” Dylan refuses to give Andre the satisfaction of what he already knows. So he just continues, “to finish answering your question, Daniel and I didn't hang out a lot. he was busy and so was I. He was also my first boyfriend so I think I was still learning in a lot of ways.” “did you have girlfriend’s before him? or he was your first relationship in general?” "I had a couple girlfriend’s but nothing serious really.” Dylan is gnawing on his lip and trying not to smile so ridiculously “nothing like what i have with you.”

"The woman just now, isn't she Dylan's ex-girlfriend? He brought her to play with us before. Always so aloof, relying on her beauty and looking down on everyone." Zora was stunned, "What is the one you mentioned wearing?" "The one in the white shirt with long curly hair." "Yes, the most beautiful one. Dylan really treasures her, doesn't let anyone say a word. But later, I heard she cheated on Dylan and caused him trouble. Her name's Eranthe or something." Zora looked disdainful, "She never seemed like a good person anyway." Oriel had just come out after using the restroom, and upon hearing Eranthe's name and Dylan being mentioned, she instantly understood what they were talking about.

Dylan said and making me look at him with shock "No,no Dylan.You don't have proof.I will not believe you.You are just lying because you love her.You said that yourself"I said and he stretched his phone out for me to have a look and I saw a video of he and Vida kissing and my eyes widen. "How dare you Dylan.You knew I liked her then why did you kiss her"I yelled. "She kissed me when I confronted her about the lies she told us about her family and she said she just wanted to be popular by being close to you and also she tried to bribe me by offering her body in exchange"Dylan yelled back

"Nope! I just heard it from Daryl's girlfriend." "And who was this girlfriend you're referring to?" he asked, his chest pounding with anxiety. Danica pondered for a moment. "Uh, I think her name was… I forgot her name!" "Was it Jenna, Erin Villaverde's cousin?" "Oh, yeah! That's her! That's Daryl's girlfriend!"

I answered, my chin held high, even though I wanted to tug down at Dylan’s shirt. “Hm.” Her tone was condescending, like I wasn’t considered worthy enough to breathe the same air she was breathing or some aristocratic shit like that. Dylan cleared his throat. “Bree, meet my mum, Patricia Thomas. Ma, meet Brielle Renaud. My girlfriend.” “I see.” “Nice to meet you, ma’am.” I greeted softly. “I’ll go change quickly and be out, you two must have a lot to talk about.” I stated turning on my heel to head for Dylan’s room.

To explain why I hid my identity so I could marry him. I feel explaining to him now was pointless and would only make me look stupid and pathetic in his eyes. "Hey,isn't that Tristan?Who's that woman because him?"Dylan asked. I glanced to the direction and saw Tristan.He was obviously on a shopping spree with Phoebe. They had really gotten together again? I swallowed hard."His ex-girlfriend.I mean his girlfriend now." "What?Is he cheating on you?And how can a man cheat so shamelessly?!"Dylan thundered.