Well, Hey...Fancy Seeing You Here?

Chapter 17 - Playlist Live

After the film had finished, Dan and I were practically falling asleep against each other. I had my head on Dan's chest and Dan had his arm around my waist, both our eyelids half open, gently breathing.

"Did you know I loved this film?" I asked in a sleepy voice.

"Indeed I did." Dan replied, kissing my head lightly. I snuggled into Dan's chest, and just got comfy and was about to go to sleep when what?

He erupts into a fit of giggles and can't sit fucking still so I can sleep.

"Dan?! Stay still, I'm tired!" I murmured, frowning and grabbing his shirt.

"Oh, no, Missy! You are not falling asleep on me! You are impossible to wake up in a morning! Come with me!"

"But Dan-"

"No buts! Come on!" He argued, lifting me up and carrying me to my room. I flopped, making it harder for him to lift me but to no avail. When he got up the stairs, he kicked the bedroom door open with his foot and placed me gently on the bed.

"Do you want pyjamas?" He asked, smiling at me. I shook my head in response. "How the hell are you going to sleep in skinny jeans? Come on, sit up a sec." He wandered over to my drawers and pulled out my Winnie the Pooh pjs. I yanked myself of the bed and wandered into the bathroom to change and brush my teeth. I came back out to find Dan already in bed with his eyes closed and changed into pyjama bottoms.

I gently padded over to the bed and sat down, buring myself under the covers. Dans arms snaked around my waist, holding me close. I turned over in his arms to find him smiling at me and his eyes had a farmiliar sparkle to them, even in the low light.

"Playlist tomorrow. It's going to be our first sort-of holiday together." He said, his deep voice vibrating.

"I know, I'm actually really exited. Wait, have you actually packed?" Dan's eyes changed to a look of horror.

"SHIT!" He yelled, suddenly gaining energy and running to grab a suitcase.

"Oh, my GOD, DAN! I told you I wasn't going to help you because I knew you'd forget! What time is it?" I asked, glancing over to the clock.

"Erm 1:47, we still have time! Please! Help me pack and I promise I'll be the best boyfriend ever! Please!"

"Haha, I never thought I'd hear you beg. Just don't tell Phil I helped you, I still want a share of the chocolate!" I whispered

"Agreed! Now help!"

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After spending far too long helping Dan pack and seriously not getting enough sleep, Leasha and Phil dive-bombed onto our bed to wake us up.

"Guys, guys guys guys guys guys guys guys gu-"

"Leasha we get it! Playlist! Yay. Now get off me!" I chuckled, pushing her onto the floor, earning myself a glare and the middle finger.

"Come on! Get up! We're all ready to go, it's just you two lazy arses we're waiting for!" She protested, kneeling and resting her arms on the bed.

"Fine, come on we'll grab some Starbucks on the way. Now leave so we can get dressed." Dan replied, getting up and heading to his pile of clothes left on the desk chair for today.

Phil and Leasha left so we could get changed, I only put mascara on since we'd be flying for a long time and i do not want anything congealing on my face at high altitude thank you very much. I was wearing my burgundy stars and stripes superman shirt with denim shorts and knee high socks and vans.

An hour past and we were all sat in Starbucks with our breakfast, I only had a hot chocolate because I hate coffee and I just can't eat in a morning, Leasha had a caramel macchiato and the fruit bread, whilst Dan and Phil both had regular coffees and toast. After breakfast we headed to the airport and waited for our flight. We were called onto the plane and I started to get nervous. Phil was next to Leasha in front of us and I was next to Dan. We only had rows of two so there was none of the awkward 'sat with your friend but also a stranger' situations.

As the plane took off I had my eyes tight shut. To tell the truth, I'd never been on a plane before in my life and I was pretty scared. I think Dan noticed.

"You okay?" He asked, concerned.

"Yep, yeah. No, I'm fine, really."

"You are such a terrible liar."

"I'm not lying, why would I lie? There's nothing to lie about." I started panicking I hated flying, I had no reason to but I did. I thought the idea of flying would be terrifying, so I never went anywhere on a plane to avoid anything going wrong.

"It's okay, I'm here. Only the engines have started, we're not taking off just yet. Pt a DVD on and relax for a bit, I'll tell you when we're taking off okay?" he told me so gently, kissing my forehead lightly.