Don't Leave (danisnotonfire x reader)

Chapter 8

Dan's POV

I close the door behind me.

"You so love her." Phil whispers.

"No I don't! I just like her as a friend." I whisper back.

"'Just as a friend' Sure. Dan, how long have I known you? I can tell when you're lying."

"Okay, maybe I do like her a little..."

"I knew it! You two are going to fall in love and get married and have children!"

"No. She probably doesn't like me back. She probably just views me as a friend."

"Dan. Trust me. She likes you back. You like her. She likes you." Phil turns and goes to his room, leaving me in the dark.

I take my phone out of my pocket and turn on the torch, using it to guide me to my room.

I get into my bed and just think.

Do I like Y/N?
Maybe.

Does she like me?
Probably not.

What if she does?
She doesn't.

Maybe she does?
She can't.

Just forget about it for now, Dan. Just go to sleep.

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You

"How much longer are you planning to sleep?" Dan asks.

You blink your eyes open.

"What time is it?" You ask.

"1 o'clock."

You spring out of bed.

"Why did you let me sleep this long?!"

Dan shrugs as he leans against the door frame.

"Didn't want to interrupt."

"But you did."

"That's because Phil and I are going Halloween shopping. Would you like to come?"

"Okay. Give me 15 minutes to get ready."

"You can not get ready in fifteen minutes!"

You stare Dan in the eyes intensely.

"Yes. I. Can."

"I'd bet you can't!" Dan smiles.

"How much?"

"Let's say, if you don't get ready in fifteen minutes, I get to choose your Halloween costume."

"Okay, if I can I get to choose yours."

"You've got yourself a deal cupcake." You and Dan shake hands, both giggling as you do so.

Dan takes out his phone and leave his room.

"Fifteen minutes starting.... Now!" He shouts.

You rush towards your suitcase and grab a black dress/a paramore top and black skinny jeans/a paramore cropped top and a pastel pink skirt, of course you grab some underwear as well.

You speedily get changed.

You grab a brush and begin to brush your hair.

"Ten minutes!" Dan shouts.

You sit on the bed and quickly do your usual makeup.

"Less than five minutes!" Dan shouts.

You pull on your shoes and scarf and race down towards Dan.