part eight

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𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐲 —𝗋𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗒'𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗏—𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩✧・゚: *✧・゚:* ✧・゚:*✧・゚:*

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𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐲
—𝗋𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗒'𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗏—
𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩
✧・゚: *✧・゚:* ✧・゚:*✧・゚:*

it's now officially 2 weeks until the boys leave, so i'm making the most of my time with daniel. today was saturday and we both miraculously had nothing going on, for the first time in forever, so we made a day of it. we started out my getting breakfast at a cute little cafe, then we went to the beach for awhile, now we're getting ready for dinner that daniel has supposedly planned for us.

i got all dressed up, something i never do anymore since we don't go many places, and i walked out to find daniel all ready sitting on the couch. he stood up when i walked out and grabbed my hands in his "dang i have the prettiest girlfriend ever" he said as he spun me around in a circle and then kissed my lips.

"thank you but let's go, i'm starving" i said pushing past him and heading for the door. he laughed but followed shortly behind me and we headed out to some fancy restaurant danie made reservations at. the food was delicious, but i noticed daniel seemed preoccupied on his phone all throughout dinner.

"what do you keep doing?" i finally asked him "apparently there's some last minute choreography changes in the set list, and there's a problem with one of the venues... or something like that. the guys keep asking me to help but i'm already helping jon figure stuff out with the instruments we're beinging on tour and how everything goes. i'm seamped with stuff right now, but it doesn't matter because i'm here with you and it can wait" he said as he sat his phone face down on the table and smiled at me

this is the most stressed i've ever seen daniel, and it was eating him alive. today was his first day off since they announced they were going on tour, and even today he was dealing with stuff all day or just thinking about stuff and i could tell he was stressed. "i wish i could help take some of the stress off your shoulders, i feel so helpless" i said "it's fine, tour's about to start and then it won't be so stressful" he replied back.

i know that's not true though. corbyn said the last tour they were on he stayed stressed out the whole time because he puts so much pressure on each performance to make aure it's as good as it can be... so i know he's just going to be overwhelmed with stress.

i grabbed his hand in mind and gave it a reassuring squeeze. we left the restaurant and instead of going to his house like we planned he called it a night so he could go help jon figure something out about the busses.

i hated seeing him so stressed out. sometimes, he doesn't realize i notice, but sometimes i notice when he's really stressed out his anxiety gets really high. he normally waits until i'm asleep, or he thinks i'm asleep, and then it's just like he lets all the stress from the day go and he... cries. it breaks my heart, but i've never mentioned it to him because i know he's be too proud to say anything, he doesn't want me to know he's not okay. i just hope the stress ends for him, and i hope it does soon. ___________________________________

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