Dylan O Brien Smile Novels & Stories

Dylan's turn later caused me to come back to myself. I quickly pushed him away from me. Tasting, I composed myself and avoided looking at it. Have we been in that position for a long time? "If assuming can kill you, you're probably buried by now. Tsk!" I said bluntly, rolling my eyes. He smiled at what I said and his dimple almost came out. Wait! Did he smile? OMG! I was stunned by her when I saw her beautiful smile. He is so handsome when he smiles. Or maybe I'm just used to him always being serious so seeing him smile makes me feel a little refreshed.

she added. I got up and stormed out “What.. what?” I yelled back as I went downstairs She just stood there smiling at me as I approached her. “Well..?” I said now standing in front of her. The smile on her face didn't fade, mom and dad too were smiling too. Dylan was in the living room talking with Kylie. “Are you going to talk or just keep smiling at me?” I said out of frustration “Okay okay..” she chuckled. “So.. He agreed” she said, squeaking in excitement.

She should learn it. “I promise master.” For the first time in years, they saw genuine smile on Dylan’s face. It’s pure and innocent. Just like a child’s one. But the question is….Will that smile do them good or bad?

Chelsea and Derek were also illuminated in the spotlight. Dylan smiled and stood up, gesturing towards everybody. There was a tremendous ovation of applauses as he gestured. Dylan chuckled to himself. Even those who wanted him dead were obviously clapping as well. He smiled and blew kisses as the applause died down. "As most of you are already aware, I'm Dylan Cross. I'm a businessman and I've managed to establish a couple of businesses here in Miami and in other parts of Florida as well. I'm very honoured to be with you all today" he said.

A mysterious smile appeared on Dylan's face as he said, "Alright." After the call ended, Dylan grabbed the baseball cap and put it on his head, covering his face entirely. Then, he opened the door and was out of the apartment. Five minutes later, Tristan and his assistant, as well as his bodyguards, escorted Liam and Celena out of Drunham City Connoisseurs.

Dylan said with a guilty smile. "Why does everyone look like that when they see me?" she asked with a frown. "Because we cared about you," Dylan answered and Khloe finally smile. "I would appreciate it more if you all care about me differently," She said almost with shaky lips. "You need rest, quit talking," Dylan patted her on the head like she was his sister, it was a beautiful sight to Arianna.

"Louis, you dork, always one for surprises." Dylon smiled sincerely for the first time in weeks. Remembering the past he shut his eyes and breathed the memory in. ****~~~****

I lifted my head up and shot him a look, trying hard but failing to stop admiring him in that snug beige suit he had on. He shot me a smirk and run a hand through his hair. “Oh Bree, Bree, Bree. Look, here’s one thing you don’t know about me; I always get the last word.” He came to my side of the desk and leaned against it, his gaze never leaving mine. He looked completely serious this time, his face completely erased of any signs of teasing or amusement. “Brielle, I’m honestly very sorry for my behaviour towards you-“ “THIS ISN’T ABOUT APOLOGIES, DYLAN!” I cut in, standing up and beginning to pace, like I did whenever I was nervous or upset. “I-I-I I don’t like you Dylan, I c-can’t stand yo

Leo said suddenly, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked between us. I paused mid-movement, glancing at Dylan briefly before looking back at Leo. “What do you mean?” I asked, trying to sound normal even though I wasn’t entirely sure what he had picked up on. “You’re smiling too much,” he replied, completely serious. Dylan let out a quiet breath beside me, something close to a suppressed laugh, but he didn’t deny it. I felt my lips press together slightly, not because Leo was wrong, but because he was too right for comfort.

“You're sick, Dylan. Of course I’m talking to you... Who else?” Dylan displayed a fake smile as he slowly approached a chair without noticing that he is going to sit opposite Elliot. He sat down as the weird smile remained pasted on his face, which made Karlisle laugh. “Oh God... You look like a dog with that smile. Stop smiling. You are like an idiot!” Karlisle drank some milk from his glass.