"What we have to lose"

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Amilia's POV:
The next thing I know that happened after crying is me waking up. I laid on my side, facing a wall. It took me a while until I realized this is, again, not my room. I felt someone's arm wrapped around my waist and breathing in my neck. I remembered that I was at Daniel's and that it has to be him behind me. I turned my head and Daniel was sound asleep. I couldn't make up what happened after I started crying.
I wanted to get up because I needed to use the bathroom. I unwrapped Daniel's arm from my waist but shortly before I could get up, the arm was back around me. "Where do you want to go?" I hear Daniel mumbling, his eyes still closed. "I have to use the bathroom." I answered, hoping he'll let me go. "No." was all Daniel said and pulled me closer to him. "What do you mean with no?" I ask. He put his leg over mine and also pulled my legs closer to him. "I mean no." he shortly replies.
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It took one hour for Daniel to finally let go of me. He decided to turn around in his sleep and I took that as a chance. I went to the bathroom and renewed my bun. I pulled on Daniel's sweatshirt when the fragrance hit my nose. It's a mixture of laundry detergent, Daniel's cologne and his natural smell kind of. I'm a person that loves fragrances and colognes in general but especially this combination made me feel woozy. I walked into Daniel's kitchen, preparing coffee and breakfast for the two of us. While waiting for the coffee I quickly folded his laundry and made my way into his bedroom, the laundry in my hand.
"Wakey wakey Daniel." I said. He turned around, laying on his side looking at me. I placed his laundry on his bed, sitting down next to it. "Hi." he says sleepy. He pulled me closer, putting his head on my leg. "I prepared breakfast for us." I told him. I started brushing my hand through his hair but it was too late to stop when I realize. "If you keep doing this I won't get up." Daniel says.
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I poured the both of us a cup of coffee and we sat down. "I wanted to thank you, I don't really remember to much but thank you for being there." I said to him. "Always, that's what friends are there for, sometimes you need a shoulder to cry on." he replied. I nodded and we had breakfast.
"Can I give you your clothes back tomorrow?" I ask Daniel on my way to the door. "No, I want them right now." he jokingly said. I had to smile as well. "Keep them, you look better in them anyways." he went on. I blushed and looked down on me. "No I can't steal your clothes." I answered insecure. "Yes you can, end of discussion." he replied. I thanked him again even though he told me I should stop. When I nearly reached the elevator I turned back around and said to Daniel "You're actually right, I do look better in your clothes.". We both laughed and I went into my own apartment.
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Arriving there I looked on my phone. »10 missed calls and 8 new messages. « I saw Blair's name and realized that we wanted to go to the gym this morning. Before being able to answer her, my door bell rang. I opened the door and she walked straight into my apartment. "Amilia you scared the sh** out of me, I thought something happened." she said in worry. "I'm sorry I...I forgot my phone and only realized now." I explained.
She inspected me, from the top down to the bottom, a smirk forming on her lips. "Where were you?" she asks. "These are not your clothes and they don't smell like you." she continued. "Oh these are Daniels I was with him last night." I explained not rethinking about my words. Blair's eyes got big and she placed her hands in front of her mouth. "No way you and Ricciardo? Girl you're lucky as hell." she replies, almost cheering. "Oh no no that's not what I meant we just..." I started explaining. "It's ok, I don't need any details." she smirked.
Omg she really thinks Daniel and I are a thing. I explained to her what happened last night and she understood. "I still ship the two of you, go for it girl." she says, fully convinced she found the dream couple in us.
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We made it to the gym and had a good workout. On our way back we talked about going out next race weekend. I'm really looking forward to another race week. When I arrived back home I sat down on my couch. There are so many thoughts going on in my head right now. The things Blair said about me and Daniel, Daniel comforting me, the way he looked at me...I know we could never become a couple, simply because of the fact that we work together. I still wasn't able to push away the thoughts going on in my head. Added to that the smell of Daniel's sweater that I was wearing didn't help forgetting about it either.
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