LOVER, YOU SHOULD'VE COME OVER, daniel johns

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 twelve, hanging by a moment

NOW PLAYING... hanging by a moment, lifehouse
"desperate for changing, starving for truth. I'm closer to where i started, I'm chasing after you"

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"SO, TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED" ben questions along the other side of the phone line, seemingly anticipating a rather juicy gossip session ahead. "Well uhm, we like, slept together" the blonde boy mentions, lightly picking at his nail-bed within the process. "Hang on, you fuckin' what?" Ben ghastly screeches, pure shock radiating from within his voice. "Oh, oh fuck, not like that. I mean-" Dan further explains, a sigh of frustration soon following. "Jesus christ, i was gonna say" the brunette exhales, the storyline seemingly making more sense. "We like, just cuddled n' shit. She was wearin' my shirt, just like she used to" Dan explains, setting a visual scene in order for Ben to further understand. "Did ya' make any moves on her? Like, proper moves?" Ben queries. Dan pauses, evaluating the answer to Ben's question. "Uh, not really" Dan decides upon, a small frown lightly gazing upon his face. "Maaaaate, why not? Y'know she still likes ya'" Ben whines, not understanding the reasoning behind Dan's prior actions. "I dunno, didn't wanna be too full on, or somethin'" Dan explains, though the sentence appears to personify in a more questionable manner, considering he's not too sure on why exactly he didn't make any further, bolder moves. "Made me realise i really, like, really fuckin' missed her though. I dunno if i can keep jus' bein' friendly with her, its doin' my fuckin' head in" he further speaks, an assortment of his thoughts throughout the day currently spewing out in present tense. "I thought id be alright with jus' havin' her back in my life again, but i want more then that", "Like, i even feel the need to talk to her now. I saw her what, hours ago? But i feel as if i miss her again" he furthermore illustrates, though hoping Ben truly understands the depth behind both his words and current feelings. "Ya' needa ring er' n' tell her you really enjoyed seein' her and shit, trust me. Tell her you wanna see her again soon, plan a date or somethin'" Ben further speaks, guiding Dan towards some form of a positive outcome. "Yeah? You reckon?" Dan responds, a small bubble of nerves boiling within the blondes stomach, furthermore anxious of the pure idea of rekindling things officially again. "Yeah mate, i know so, trust me. I was right the first time, wasn't i?" Ben presumptively states, truly standing tall within his confidence. "Yeah, guess so" Dan mutters, knowing damn well he was truly correct the first time, meaning theres an extremely small chance he wont be correct this time round.
"What would ya' do without me, huh?" Ben questions, a slight smirk evident within his face. "Yeah yeah, whatever, dickhead" Dan quirks, lightly shaking his locks at the brunettes overzealousness. "Alright m' gonna go" he speaks further, peering up towards the clock hanging above him. "Yeah cool, let me know what happens, yeah?" Ben responds before furthermore continuing "Make sure you tuck bef-" "Yeah fuck off, bye" Dan responds before disconnecting the telephone , simply saying knowing the remaining words leaving Ben's lips would only be pure stupidity.

The boys mind soon tackles onto the idea of whats to come next, seemingly growing rather anxious out of pure anticipation and simply not truly knowing what your response will be. Feelings of pre-rejection soon arise, his mind feeding him a spew of unconscious lies. "Its just a fuckin' date, nothin' bad" he reminds himself, attempting to self soothe in some format.
Well, here goes...

THE ENDLESS BUZZING from the telephone awakens my mind, seemingly disturbing me from my maladaptive daydream. I ponder over to where the telephone is situated, answering said phone call with a rather faint "Hello?" which tends to come out rather croaky, considering my previous state of daydream. "Yeah, hi, its me" Dans rather rushed voice fills my ears, a sense of apprehension and concern laced within it. "Are you okay?" i query, soon growing worried myself. "Yeah, yeah i'm good, i just uh, i just rang you cause i missed talkin' to you. Even though i saw you like, seven hours ago or something" he nervously splatters, his tone growing seemingly dull with each word leaving his lips. "Really?" i question, an amused smile painted on my lips. "Yeah, jus' cant get enough of ya'" he humorously speaks, though unbeknownst to you, a rather large lump of truth hides within the shadows of his statement. "Oh i bet" i furthermore tease, "Well, the feelings mutual, anyways" i mutter, a nervous smirk lay flat along my features. "Don't say shit like that, ill come n' see you right now, m' not even joking" he states, truly intending his words. "Yeah? I dare you, then" i taunt, though not expecting him to follow through per-say. "Alright, see you in a few" he speaks, disconnecting the phone before giving me a chance to even form a coherent response. He must be taking the absolute piss, right?

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Next chapter will be longer i sweeeeear 🙏🏼 Like wholeheartedly swear & promise & everything ever, LMAO.