warning/s; mentions of gun, language

first person pov.

"...Hey guys, I'm Y/N Y/L/N! So most of you requested me to prank my best friend, who most of you know as Dylan O'Brien, with a fake gun. " I giggled, gesturing to the plastic toy that I have in my hand.

Joe, the camera man who's always with me when it comes to pranking my co-workers, and I were outside of Dylan's trailer. Ready to do the prank that I planned for weeks to be done.

"So? What are we waiting for? Let's go." I said as I nodded my head towards Dyl's trailer. I take a deep breath as I knocked on the door, then Dylan opened it with a smile.

"Hey." the brown eyed man said, "What're you doing here?"

"you left something in my trailer, thought that I should bring it to you instead than waiting for your ass to get it back. Hold still," I instructed to him as I pull out the fake gun from my back and shriek, "Get on your knees, bitch!"

"What?"

"I said go to your fucking knees!" I screamed as I pointed the gun on Dylan's torso harder, urging him to walk inside of his trailer further. When the three of us are already inside his trailer, he slowly dropped in his knees. He was visibly shaking, which makes me internally laugh and low-key guilty about this whole prank thing.

But he deserved it.

Fuck conscience.

"That's...deadly." he slowly said, eyeing the gun that was pointed by his head.

"You remember the prank you pulled in me!?"

"What! Is this about that prank?" He said, obviously shocked.

"The prank about my stunt shoes!?" I said through gritted teeth, although this is just a prank I can totally see the fear in Dylan's eyes. It really awakens the sadistic side in me.

"Im sorry! Okay?" He pleaded

I pulled the trigger as the gun went off, a loud bang echoed inside the trailer we are in. Dylan froze, breathing heavily. Hands frantically touching his torso for a gun wound, then sighing in relief once he was sure that there are no open wound nor blood stains on his clothes. Seeing him like this makes me want to laugh my ass off, so I did.

"This is just a prank, bro." I said between giggles

After hearing my statement, Dylan let out an annoyed groan but then laugh along with me. Joe turned off the camera and patted me on the shoulder, saying that he will edit the video and will call me once it is done. I nodded and watched as the smiling camera man closed the door and turned to Dylan, who was now sitting on the sofa, a smile playing on his lips to show his amusement.

"You got me good." He said with his adorable smile

"What can I say, I'm a professional actress after all." I winked, giggling in delight.

Dylan' smile doesn't drop.

"Bro, you should've seen you're face! It was so priceless, I want to laugh so hard when I pointed the gun at you but it would be plain rude." I exclaimed as I continue to laugh.

He just sigh dramatically and muttered, "You're so lucky, I love you." Then he walk towards his couch leaving me, by the door, grinning like an idiot.

"i sure am, thanks for pointing out."