Love Finds a Way

Chapter 12: Breakfast & The Past

Hayley's pov :

"Dan why did we buy so much food it's just for me not a family of 5 you know!" When we were at the supermarket Dan bought anything that was within his eyesight as he turned from left to right. Dan seemed so excited to show me around the streets of London. He had a twinkle in his eye that told me he loved exploring certain spots of London. Shifting uncomfortably on the couch I retrieved my iPhone 6 plus from my jean pocket as Dan skimmed through the bags to see what we could come up with to make breakfast with.

"Well for one it seems that you enjoy Netflix more than human interaction and if you ever have a marathon you will have food. And if you decide to invite a certain someone *cough cough* I'm sure they will have no problem in helping you get rid of all that food. Especially the Malteesers." Dan kept talking as he put away the food in and as I put on some more comfortable clothes, comfortable clothes being a large t-shirt and some sweats.

I walked into my room and as I looked around I noticed how dull the color was. Maybe I should paint the walls a nice blue color and get my posters up. Maybe even paint the way the Marauders Map jeez I'm a nerd or maybe the tale of the three brothers. Who knows maybe even the anti - possession sign on the ceiling. (Harry Potter & Supernatural references)

Where is it? I swear I put it in my black suitca-

"Hayley? Do you want pancakes or waffles?" Dan called from the kitchen.

"Dan do you even know how to make something without burning it?" It should be here somewhere bingo.

My favorite t-shirt to wear my dads old work shirt. My dad's a mechanic and everytime I wear his shirt it reminds me of him and how I used to always help him fix cars. All I mostly remember is getting my hands filled with oil and the smell of it. I also remember the thrill I always felt when I worked on a car alone and successfully fixed it in a matter of days. When I'd tell dad about it he'd say the same thing with a hearty chuckle," Maybe we should fire Chris and hire you instead."

"Actually I can look how this pancake is turning out." He looked so fixated on created the perfect pancake he didn't even notice when I sat down at the table after I put on some music.

"Wow you can actually do something besides procrastinate I applaud you." That's when he sent shivers down my spine and goosebumps all around my body. His face turned red his pupils dilated and his hand dropped the spatula. Well I think that's his way of telling me I look like death.

"Dan?" My voice quivered with fear not knowing why his reaction was not the one Ieven anticipated.

"Erm- Hayley who's shirt is that?" His voice showed how perplexed and panicky he got at the sight of my shirt.

"Dan stop it's my dad's shirt it's the only thing I have from him." I laughed lightly as I checked my phone. Suddenly I had an idea.

"Oh- Hayley I'm sorry I didn't know. I just thought it was Ad-"

I cut him off before he finished his sentence. "If it was Adams I would only wear it if someone paid me 5,000,000£ and then I would be able to burn it."

"I'm still sorry, my mind just got a head of me." He said as he akwarsly scratched at the back of his neck. With a sigh of relief he looked at me smiled and flipped his pancakes

As I got up my mind got the best of me and did what my heart told it to do. I extended my arms and walked towards him. He didn't notice right away but when he did he didn't move. So I wrapped my arms around his waist while my face was on his back.

"Don't apologize over something that can be easily misunderstood."

"Okay but I'm-"

"Your pancake is going to burn unless you turn it and stop apologizing I'm going to invite Phil over for some breakfast and if you have time I'll tell you a bit more about me. Unless you've gotten bored of me already." With a roll of his eyes I knew what he would say but beat him to it.