Simply Meant To Be ||Dan x Reader||

Chapter 6 - Consider

Dan and Phil stared at me silently. They didn't immediately protest, but their expressions didn't show much support to the idea, either. I suddenly felt uneasy about speaking up and wish I had kept my mouth shut.

"Well, we could..." Phil started.

"But where to?" Before Phil continued Dan added. Phil glanced to the side to avoid eye contact as he tried to come up with a solution.

"I don't know! I've lived here for so long with you I never thought we'd have to move until now."

"We don't have to move, guys." I reminded them while they bickered but they didn't listen and continued disputing. Dan crossed his arms and pouted.

"I don't want to," he huffed, "besides, even if we did they could just follow us to the new place we'd moved to. We would just waste time and money, and for what?"

"Well I do, they can't follow us if they don't know where we are moving to. And the farther we are from this location the less determined they will be to bother us again." If I knew that bringing the idea to order would start an argument, I wouldn't have spoken at all. Before Dan dissent Phil on what he thought I left the room. I didn't want to get involved in their fight. Because after all, this was their home. I was just a guest, so it wouldn't be right to make decisions for them or even contribute my perception unless it was asked for.

I returned to Dan's room after trekking through a carpet of garbage and trashed furniture. I sat on his bare bed, then lied back and sighed. Everything was happening so fast and out of control it was a challenge for me to keep my head on my shoulders. Not to mention I still haven't even bothered to look for a job yet. I spent the next 10 minutes haphazardly staring at the ceiling, sulking, listening to Phil and Dan argue. By the time they stopped, they both found me in Dan's room sprawled out on his bed.

"We've finally come to an agreement on what we are going to do next." Phil and Dan sat on either side of me as I lay draped on the bed.

"Oh? What is it?" I sat up and shared a glance with them both.

"We aren't moving. Yet." Dan said. My head tilted to the side.

"Yet?"

"We agreed that we can't move until we have the money and the three of us have all decided on a place to live. Until then, we will just have to call the cops and tell them we are being harassed again. And I hate to ask you the favor, but it would be a great help if you could get a job. We could really use the income." My head started spinning. The three of us?

"Wait, did you say the three of us? Meaning you want my opinion to?" Phil nodded.

"Well, you live with us, don't you? Since none of us know your future or how long you'll be here, we might as well all share our concepts and make decisions together until otherwise." A smile crept on my face.

"That actually makes me... Really happy.." I tried to be discreet about my joy, but the blush quickly spreading across my cheeks gave me away.

"I'm glad." Dan smiled.

"Oh, and about that job..." My attention channeled back to what my duties were.

"Right! Um, I can go looking for a job now, I think I'll go do that." I got up and hastily left the room, trying to control the redness dabbed all over my face. Slipping my shoes on, I was just about to leave when Dan caught me by the shoulder.

"Hey, umh, sorry for making you get a job and all. And sorry for sautering up your London move. It could have been so much better, but of all times this happened." Dan frowned, speaking with a penitent tone.