Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Time After Time | Dylan O'Brien (AU)

Imagine #16
Part Two of "Unforgettable"

Word Count: 2578

{ sorry for taking forever to create a second part to this, but I was trying to figure out what would go down for this part! if you don't remember what happened then you might want to go back to the first part haha. }

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DYLAN'S POV:

"Are you excited for tonight, man?" Tyler asks while pulling into a parking lot in front of popular club in the city.

"For what? If you're asking about being excited for a bunch of girls to be all over me- then no." I respond with some irritation in my tone, my fingers fumbling with the lighter in my hand.

My best friend sends me a little frown, "Dyl, I'm going to need you to stop mourning over Y/N. Ever since you guys broke up, you haven't been out your apartment unless you have to work. Tonight's the night you find a lovely gal and get laid."

"She was my first real love, Ty, and I can't just let her go within an instant." I sigh, rubbing my hands over my face. "Let's just go ahead inside so the night can be over and done with."

He huffs before hopping out the drivers side which I follow behind, getting out of the passenger side. We both waltz into the neon lit place, making sure to show our ID's first to the muscular grown man standing outside the building. Tyler leads us through the crowd and instantly found us two empty seats at the large bar.

"Can I get four nice, cold glasses of the Cosmopolitan?" Tyler politely asks, his voice shouting over the music blasting from the speakers on the stage.

I furrow my eyebrows together, "Four? Why do you need four of the same beverage?"

His arms wrap around my shoulder, a devious smile on his lips. "Oh buddy, this is your chance to get fucked up like we use to do back in our college years."

"No, no." I say in disgust as the bartender brings the four glasses of the drinks back to us. "Someone needs to drive us safely to my apartment. If anything, I'm going to be the sober one to do that task."

"Dude, it's just two stupid drinks! It's honestly the best one actually, so grab two of those and gulp them down quickly." He pats my back, taking a rather large sip from one of his glasses.

I pick up the glass, hesitating before I finally take a tiny sip, and I actually enjoy the taste. I take another sip and another until my first drink is all gone. My hands a grasp a hold onto my second one once I finish the first within four minutes, desperately wanting more.

"There's my boy!" Tyler exclaims, setting his other full glass in front of me. "I don't need it but you do."

I gladly accept the delicious beverage and gulp it down too, still wanting more. The crooked jaw young man beside me claps happily since I was actually enjoying myself and not worrying about Y/N at the moment.

"Alright, while you stay here I'm going to the restroom, but I'll be back soon." He stands up from the wooden stool and I couldn't but notice that he was eyeing some brunette dancing on floor.

Going along with his "bathroom" trick and nod with a slight drunken grin. "You have fun, bud."

With that Tyler stalks off into the opposite direction of the bathrooms, and his figure goes over to the girl he was eyeing just a few seconds ago. I turn my attention back to my empty glasses and decide to call for three more glasses, the bartender sending me an annoyed glance.