The day i met him

there's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you paid for

~~~~~~authors note~~~~~~~

So i know it's been what... A year??? Heh sorry, life gets busy I guess. Well, here's a new chapter to this book. And will probably be the first of the last. Haha. Enjoy :)

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Dans POV:

"Guess who?!" A pair of dainty hands cover my eyes, a female voice belonging to them. "Oh my finally thankyou for allowing me to be a subject in your presence, dear queen Elizabeth the third" I giggle grabbing her hands and turning myself around to face the familiar face I've been staring at for days, weeks, months now. Delilahs beautiful smile lighting up the room like the sun, a slight chuckle escaping her lips. Man am I one lucky guy. "What adventures are we going on today sir regonald? " she said in a posh accent, damn. "Well I thought we would go for an adventure around the beach, take a train, go to Krispy Kreme? "
"Sounds good"

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~Couple minutes later on the train~

Delilahs POV:

As we sit, hand intertwined, I gaze out the window watching all the objects fly by. I love taking the train, I feel like I'm in the hunger games world and I'm on my way to the Capitol. It's real beauty. Thousands of graffiti covered buildings blend in with each other as we go faster and faster, making one massive piece of artwork. As much as this calms me, i can't help but feel like someone's watching me. I look over to dan, him engrossed in a game on the phone he's playing with his spare hand. I look around in front of me, mainly all business men and woman, reading books, newspapers or like dan, too bothered with their phones to look up and admire our surroundings. I still can't help but feel like I'm being watched. I turn and look over my shoulder, everyone the same as the people in front of me. I examine them all for a while before turning back towards the window, before seeing a strange figure siting in the corner wearing a black and blue hood, who was occasionally looking up and glancing around the carriage for a few seconds but then looking back down, fiddling with his phone. I turned around thinking maybe he was just little wierd, nothing to worry about really. We continued the trip like normal, dan occasionally checking twitter but then going back to his game, our hands still interlocked.

All of a sudden, a few screams submerged from the back of the carriage, we quickly turned around, petrified of what we might find. Two men, one I've never seen before, and one I had seen in the corner were now standing and walking closer pointing guns at the passengers "keep quite and we won't shoot" one said with a strong deep voice. I look over at the others hands, them trembling with the gun I'm hand, guess he wasn't fiddling with a phone at all... They keep walking till one stands strait in front of dan, point the gun barrel at me, occasionally switching to dan. "come with me and we won't shoot everyone on this carriage, and maybe we'll let your boyfriends here live" the tattoo on his hand looking awfully familiar. Just as I was about to stand, dan pushed me back down and grabbed the man's hand, trying to unarm him by twisting his wrist. But he must have forgotten about the other boy, as I turned to him with tears streaming down my face, I watched his hands sweat and tremble as he placed his finger around the trigger, barrel pointed at Dans head. As he pulled, the force had caused him to miss Dans head, but led the bullet firmly land into his back.