I sighed and went to bed. Dan probably knew about my scars. I fucked it up. Of course! I fuck everything up! Why do I have to be a screwup! I was pacing back and forth at 8 A.M. I wanted to cancel our little "coffee date" I can't face Dan! I reached and grabbed my phone, then dialed Dan's number
"Uh, I can't go to get coffee. I have to wash my dog." I quickly said and hung up. Dammit. I was the worst liar ever! I fell face first into the couch cushion and sighed. I almost fell asleep when I heard knocking at my door. I opened it to see the dark-haired british boy.
"Oh hey (y/n) I don't mean to bother you but why are you canceling? I know you don't have a dog. If you didn't want to see me you could've just told me" I could tell Dan was upset
"Oh no no! I do like you. I really do. I'm just not feeling very well. I just need to rest.." Dan nodded and walked to his flat. Fuckkk. Why do I do this to myself? I walked to the kitchen and got some cereal. I felt really bad about what I did so I called Dan
"Hey. I feel really bad. So, I know this is childish but, do you want to go to the zoo?" I asked happily
"Yeah! Sure! Is tomorrow okay?" Dan yelled happily. God he was such a child.
