Whoa. I have no idea how this crap story got 250 reads. Ily all so much ;0; This chapter will be uploaded pretty late as I am nocturnal. And I was having a serious talk with my friend and until 2 am and I wasn't able to continue writing it. I appologize!
But you finally get to find out about your backstory! No spoilers~ Enjoy this chapter~
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The next morning, Phil had left early to go visit his friend back in Manchester, so Dan and I had the day to ourselves.
"Daaaaaan. Get uppppppp." I groaned at him. "It's eleven-thirty. Get out of bed, I wanna do something." I told him, lazily hitting him with a pillow while standing beside the bed. "Don't make me get the ice tray again."
"What do you waaaant." He mimiced me, still laying with his eyes closed.
"I want to do somethingggg. It's a new dawnn, it's a new dayyy, its a new liifffeeee!" I sung as loud as I could, and Dan threw a pillow at me.
"You know I hate that song." He laughs.
"Then get the fuck outta bed and get dressed. I wanna go out." I demanded, climbing on top of him.
"It's kind of hard when there's a fucking walrus on top of me." He joked. I flicked him in the ear in return.
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An hour later, after he had gotten dressed and fixed his hobbit hair, we walked outside.
"I wish you wouldn't straighten your hair. I like my little hobbit." I said, poking him in the side. "I can't be the only one who likes it."
"Believe me, you are." He replied, smiling and grabbing my hand.
"A-are you sure we should hold hands in public?" I asked him nervously, looking around us for any crazed Danosaurs.
"(Y/n), don't be so worried. I'll protect you if anyone shows up." He gave me a reassuring kiss on the cheek.
"Well, since you took so long to get ready, you get to buy us lunch." I stated.
"What? That's hardly fair. And I don't take that long." He argued.
"You take longer than me! And I had to do my makeup and (curl/straighten) my hair!" I argued back, squeezing his hand a little. He laughed.
"Fine. Where would you like to go for lunch, your highness?" He asked me, bowing sarcastically.
"Hmm.... I think I'd like Nando's for lunch." I said.
While he was still bowing, I jumped on his back so he was piggybacking me.
"Take me to Nando's, peasant slave!" I demanded, pointing in front of us.
"That's like a fucking mile away!" He complained.
"Onwards and upwards! No time for complaints!" I ignored his pleas. He sighed, then hoisted me up on to his back so he could walk.
When we finally got to Nando's, we sat down and waited for the waiter to come take our order.
He asked Dan first, then me. Dan ordered a grilled chicken burger, and I ordered a double chicken wrap.
It was then the waiter looked at me.
"Oh, great choice! Would you like my number to go with your order?" He smiled and winked at me.
I could see Dan shift uncomfortably in his seat, practically staring a hole through the waiter.
I grabbed Dans hands on top of the table and interlocked my fingers with his.
"Sorry, we're on a date right now." I turned and smiled at Dan, and he smiled back.
"Tch." Was all the waiter said, staring at Dan. He quickly turned on his heel and left. (I know waiters don't take your order at Nando's, I just needed it for this part mmk ^.^)
After the waiter left, I couldn't contain my laughter. Dan smiled.
"I swear to god I would've punched that guy if you didn't say anything." He told me.
"Awhh, was my little hobbit jealous?" I asked him, still holding his hands.
"Please, I could tell how jealous you were with that waitress in the coffee shop when we first met. You looked like you were going to shoot her." Dan laughed.
"I was not jealous!" I said, crossing my arms over my chest. He raised his eyebrows at me.
"Okay, maybe I was, but you should've seen your face when this guy asked if I wanted his number!" I laughed even harder. We joked like that up until our food came.
"Ah yes. Just as I expected." Dan sighed.
"What's wrong, Daniel?" I asked him.
"Okay, first, I made it clear to never call me that, ever. And second, just look."
He took off the top bun off his burger. There was a piece of paper with the waiters number on it, saying 'call me ;)' on the bottom. I almost spit out my drink. I took the paper, and ripped it into pieces.
"Happy now?" I asked Dan, smiling.
"Very." He replied.
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After leaving Nando's, and a very dissatisfied waiter, Dan and I came across a book store.
"Hey, wanna go in? I heard they have an amazing manga section." Dan pulled me into the store, giving me no time to answer.
We browsed the manga section, and I bought a few volumes of Death Note.
"It feels weird with Phil not being here walking with us." I state, holding the bookstore bag in one hand, and Dans hand in the other.
"Yeah, but it's much more romantic." He answered me, slipping his hand into the back pocket of my jeans.
"Watch yourself, Howell." I laughed, pulling his hand out. He laughed and kissed my cheek.
"So, where do you wanna go now? It's only 3:45, we still have some time." He looked around, his hand shielding his face from the sun.
"How about we just go sit for a bit?" He asked. I nodded
Noticing an empty park bench, I pushed him off course and shouted back, "Race ya!" Already taking off for the bench.
"Hey! Not fair!" He calls up to me, trying to catch up.
Of course, I beat him there. When he finally met me, he was totally out of breath.
"Not.. fair.. you.. cheated..." He said between breaths.
"Yea yea, you just can't handle loosing." I sat with my legs crossed, leaning back.
We sat there talking for a few minutes, and a few fans came up to us, asking for pictures.
They must have been like ten or eleven, as they all had their parents with them, and they all looked at me with disgusted looks, probably because I was with Dan.
After they had finished, I started to talk.
"See. Even ten year olds don't want us together." I pouted, looking down at the ground.
"Hey, (y/n)," he put his hand on my leg. "I want us to be together, that's all that matters."
"I know, I just wish more people would not hate me for dating you." I looked down at the ground.
Dan cupped my face in his hands, and kissed me. I still got butterflies everytime.
"Don't worry about them. I love you, and that's all that matters." He said to me.
We talked for a little while longer, then started to walk home. The sun was setting, it was a pretty romantic night.
When we got home, it was around seven. We walked into Dans apartment, as I hadn't paid my electric bill in a week.
Whoops.
I walked into the kitchen.
"Do you want dinner Dan?" I raised my voice, thinking he was in the lounge, when he snuck up on me and picked me up from behind. I jumped.
"You scared me, asshole!"
"Haha, sorry. But no, I'm not that hungry. Still full from the paper I had for lunch." I giggled, remembering that moment. Dan put me down, and I turned around, reaching my arms around his neck, and kissed him.
He reached up in the cabinet, where they kept their beer and alcohol.
"Want a drink (y/n)?" He asked, looking through the wine bottles.
"N-no, I don't drink to much. Thanks though." I quickly answered, looking away.
"Damn Phil, he must've taken it to PJ's party last week." He put his glass away and gave up searching. "Guess I'm not drinking." he laughed.
We went upstairs to Dans bedroom, and he put on the third season of Friends for us to watch. We got through around 11 episodes, when Dan got up to go pee.
"Don't stink it up to much, Dan." I quoted him on that day we finally got together.
"Fuck off (l/n)!" He yelled from down the hall, laughing.
After he had finished, he came back into the room.
"Took you long enough, the bed's getting cold on your side." I said to him as he strolled over.
Dan climbed on the bed on his side, but rolled over on top of me, pinning me down. He leaned down towards me, and started to kiss my neck.
Dan looked back up at me, before leaning in and kissing my lips passionately. He started to run his hands up and down my curves underneath my shirt. I was running my hands through his hair, kissing him back passionately.
Then I remembered him.
"D-Dan... I c-can't ... I can't do this. I'm sorry." I sat up and started to feel tears well up inside me.
"Whoa whoa whoa, did I do something?" Dan asked, now sitting on the edge of the bed beside me.
"N-no... it's not you... I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." I answered him. I tried to keep the tears from falling, but they just wouldn't stop.
"Don't appologize. I'm here for you." He hugged me until I was calm enough to talk.
I had finally stopped crying, and Dan asked me what's wrong.
"Well... y'know how at the coffee shop, you asked me if I had a boyfriend before moving here, and I got really quiet?" I started to say, sniffling and wipeing tears from my face.
"Yes, I remember that." Dan held my hand while I continued talking.
"It's about him."
"His name is Jacob. He was my boyfriend for almost two years, we started dating when I was sixteen and he was eighteen, about half a year after my dad died. I really liked him, and he really liked me too. Maybe a little too much. He kept pushing for us to have sex.... and I kept rejecting the idea. I didn't want it.
Well, one night, we were home alone at his place, and he gave me a couple glasses of wine, practically forcing me to drink it. I remember him not really drinking much, just making me do it.
I guess he must have put something in the drinks, the last thing I remembered was him forcing me down and ripping my clothes off, a lot of pain, then I woke up in a hospital. The doctors told me that he had put a drug in the wine, and he.. h-he raped me. I don't know what happened to him, or how I got in the hospital. Everything was a blur..." I trailed off, letting a few more tears slip down my cheeks.
"I got really depressed. My mom was no help, I had to learn to take care of my brother by myself. I ended up failing twelfth grade due to poor attendance and not handing anything in, so I just took an online class to get the rest of the credits I needed to graduate. I haven't had a boyfriend or a drink since then."
All Dan could do was stare at me.
'He's going to tell me to leave. Nobody would want a girl like me.' I thought to myself. I covered my face with my hands.
"I-...I would never ever do that to you (y/n). Ever." He moved my hands from my face and pulled me into a big hug.
"I love you so much (y/n). You know that. I would never hurt you like that. You can trust me. I love you. I love you." He continuously whispered in my ear, letting me know he was there. All I could to was sob into his shoulder.
"C'mon, let's get you into bed." He picked me up and laid me down on the bed, crawling right in next to me. He put his arms around me, giving me his warmth.
"I'm here. Don't worry." He whispered to me. I fell asleep with him around me. I felt safe in his arms.
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Long chapter, I just had too much I needed to fit in! Sorry about the late uploading, as I mentioned before.
Thanks for reading lovelies<3
~breanna