sorry i didn't update last night; had a migraine. ill update later today.
BUT WAIT; THERE'S MORE: CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT THE LARRY GIF? ASDFGHJKL. I AM DONE. TAKE ME OUT OF THE OVER BC I AM SO DEAD.
song for this fic is Midnight Memories- by One Direction (hate all you want, but good luck hating on that song. bYE)
enjoy interweebs (:
Dan woke up with a pounding headache, and not in his room. The sun blinded him, not adjusting to the sudden brightness quick enough. He sat up quickly, trying take in his surroundings, he then felt a rush of air go against his chest.
Oh, he fucked up. He got out of bed, and he felt even colder. Oh, he definetly fucked up. He quickly found his clothes and ran out the door, glad he got out before whoever was in the bed with him, woke up.
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Dan got home 13:45pm(1:45pm), way longer than expected when he told his mom he'd home no later than 3:30am. He fucked up bad.
"Daniel James Howell," His mother screamed, goodbye hearing. "Where have you been?" His cringed internally, he knew there was no way out of this. He couldn't tell her some cheap lie, he knew she called his friends houses to see if he was there. Which of course, he wasn't.
"Sorry mom, I spent the night with Jake and his girlfriend. They were too drunk to drive. I suggest you thank me. I could've let them drive me home, and then we'd all be in a car crash, and most likely would end up dead." He told her. Dan knew he was being hard on her. But he can't help it. There's this thing inside his personality, that makes hima giant douchebag. It's become a reflex, it's basically an essential thing to have during high school. It's just really fucked up.
His mother's eyes blazed. "I will have none of that! You are grounded for 2 months. No phone, no going out at nights, bed time is at 20:00pm, your door will stay open, no T.V., and the only electronic you can have is your Macbook." She said calmy, which, in all honesty, was very scary. Dan rolled his eyes and went upstairs, into his room, and closed his doors, despite the orders not too.
Dan flopped down on his back, onto his bed, but when he shifted to get comfortable, a pain shot up from his but, to his upper spine. His eyes widened in realization.
Oh, he really, really, did fuck up this time.
He didn't know that his mom was downstairs muttering to herself, while sitting down at the table. "Oh, midnight memories," She sighed.
A/N; heyyyyyy.updating later today. BRUH LET'S TALK ABOUT LARRY. BC I AM LARRY AF THESE PAST FEW DAYS OHMYGOD. ok calm, calm. how you guys doing I WANNA KNOW. ive also heard that people were getting confused over the ASK. so basically, you can ask 2 questions, for each individual person, BUT, when you wanna ask the ship together, only 1 question per ship. clear? if you still have any questions, you message me or comment. if you want to, DM me on twitter (ProphecyCK). imma try and update everything else later today so imma get started on that! part 2???? until next time brochachos; stay classy, be sassy, don't you change for anyone. word count; 569
