Can I Be Your Number One? (Dan Howell aka danisnotonfire Fanfiction).

Chapter Three: The Concert and The Drama.

"What do you mean you can't go?" I half yell into the phone at Olive. She just decided to tell me that she can't go to the concert, an hour before it starts! I have been waiting all day to go to this concert tonight. I'm so excited for it that I even left work early so I could come home and plan what to wear.
"Will wants to take me out to dinner tonight," Olive responds. "And I think he's going to propose."
"That's great but what am I supposed to do with the second ticket?"
"How about you take that dude you told me about? What was his name....Dan?"
That never occurred to me. He said he liked Muse so it'd make sense to take him.
"I guess I can....if he isn't busy." I say after a few seconds of silence.
"Good! I'll talk to you later, Zo. Take lots of pictures and call me when you leave the concert. Mwah!"
She then hangs up and I text Dan, asking him if he'd like to go to the concert with me. He responds a couple of minutes later while I'm getting dressed.
Hell yes!!!! xDan.
Great! xZo.
I give him the directions to the "venue". It's actually a little underground club, which I'm slightly apprehensive about. I've never been to an underground club, but hey, how bad could it be?

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"Ermahgerd is that girl wearing a lime green tutu?" Dan asks as we stand in line outside of the underground club. We got here early so we're near the front, which means we'll get to stand at the front of the stage!
I look behind us to where Dan is pointing and see some chick in a lime green tutu, a bright orange corset, and white go-go boots. Her multicolored pixie cut is stuck up all over her head and her makeup would make the Joker himself proud. I would think that we were at the wrong club if it wasn't for the sign that says, "LIVE TONIGHT THE ONE AND ONLY MUSE!"
Underneath that it says that some other band that I've never heard of is the opening act. But, judging by the name, they will be extremely emo.
"Was Muse the only band playing tonight or was there another band?" Dan asks as we turn back around.
"Nope," I say as I point at the sign. "Maybe the opening act won't play that long."
We shuffle forward, present our ID to the overly large guard who is beyond intimidating, and then we go inside where we stop at a little booth and hand the attendant our tickets. She punches a hole into the tickets and then hands them back to us before stamping our hand and telling us with a crooked smile to enjoy our night.
*Two long hours later*
The opening act was horrible but Muse was amazing. Dan got Matthew Bellamy's guitar pick and I got Dominic Howard's drumstick (which was signed!).
"Thank you so much for taking me with you tonight!" Dan says as he squeezes me into a hug. We're both hot and sweaty from dancing and singing as loud as we could. I notice that Dan's sweaty hair is curling and he looks even more adorable now than he does with straight hair. Damn it, Zosia. You're not mentally ready for another boyfriend. Stop it!
"You are very welcome, Dan." I tell him, wrapping my arms around his waist. "I haven't had this much fun in a really long time."
"I had fun too," Dan says as we let each other go. "I've got to go home and frame my pick now."
I laugh and tell him I have to do the same with my drumstick. We hail a cab and discuss the concert the entire ride. When the cab pulls up outside of my apartment Dan kisses my cheek and tells me he'll see me this weekend.
"Phil can't wait to meet you," Dan says when I get out of the cab. I laugh and wave as the cab pulls away. I turn around to go inside and notice the lights are on in my apartment. I never leave them on. The smile on my face quickly fades as I get that nervous, sinking feeling in my stomach.
The curtain pulls back in the window but I can't see the person's face. The stature and the way they waved at me is all too familiar, though. It's Tay. How did he find me? And better yet, how did he get into my apartment?
"Why didn't you tell the night guard to keep an eye out for this asshole?" I ask myself as I make my way inside the apartment building. I changed my cellphone number, my house phone number, AND my e-mail address and even put an extra lock on the apartment door, and he STILL got in. I hit the elevator button and step inside the elevator. Every second the elevator goes up, my stomach drops even more. What could he possibly want? I close my eyes and take deep, even breaths, attempting to calm my nerves down. The elevator dings and I get off, walking down to my apartment door. Before I can reach into my pocket to get my keys out so I can unlock my door, Tay has thrown the door wide.
"Zo, my babe, it's been soooo long since I've seen you." Tay says, a grin on his face. He grabs me roughly and crushes his mouth to mine, French kissing me. I push him off and wipe my mouth on the sleeve of my coat.
"What are you doing here?" I ask, angry. He stares at me, a smirk playing at his perfect mouth. I look into those brown eyes of Tay's that are so much like Dan's and I remember how I was so deeply in love with Tay. Even when he was being an asshole I still loved him and it was extremely hard for me to leave when I did. He's perfect looking. Flawless black hair, beautiful features, blemish free skin, and a toned body. His biceps have gotten bigger since I last saw him so that means he's working out again.
"What do you mean 'what am I doing here'?" Tay asks, frowning slightly. "I've come back for you. I've changed, Zosia. I promise I won't treat you the way I used to. I realized when you left that I couldn't live without you and that I really didn't deserve you. Will you give me another chance?"
He gives me that smile that used to melt my heart and my breath catches. Maybe he actually has changed. No. Don't be stupid, Zosia.
"I'll give you ten seconds to get your sorry ass out of my home and out of the apartment building," I say, letting venom seep into my tone.
"Zosia, please." Tay says, taking my hands gently in his. "I don't have anywhere else to stay."
"I don't give a damn!" I shout as I jerk my hands away from his. I push past him and into my apartment. I go to slam the door closed but Tay puts his booted foot in the way.
"Just for one night?" Tay asks. "I'll sleep on the sofa and be gone before you even get up in the morning."
I stare at him, a scowl on my face. The part of me that used to love him and was afraid of him tells me to say yes, or the consequences won't be good. That maybe he has, in fact, changed.
"Okay...." I say, for some reason. "But just for tonight. You'd better be gone in the morning though."
"Thank you, Zo." Tay says, grinning as he comes into my apartment. He leans down to kiss me and I place a hand on his chest.
"No, Tay." I tell him. "No kissing me anymore."
He pokes his bottom lip out but shrugs his shoulders and kicks his shoes off before walking over and plopping down on my sofa.
"Night, Zosy." Tay says as I head into my room.
"Night." I say, angry at myself for letting him in. I take my coat and shoes off, silently cussing at myself. Why did I let him in? It couldn't possibly be because my old feelings for him are resurfacing, could it? Maybe I wasn't as over him as I thought I was.