Can I Be Your Number One? (Dan Howell aka danisnotonfire Fanfiction).

Chapter Eight.

I'm sorry I haven't texted you back. Maybe you want to go for a coffee with me? xDan.

I stare at my phone screen, trying to hide the grin on my face with my hand.
"What the hell are you grinning about so early in the damn morning?" Tay asks from across the table. His eyes are red and bloodshot, his hair is a mess, and he has a terrible hangover headache.
"Nothing, just something Olive texted me." I reply as I quickly finish eating my meager breakfast of toast and tea.
"What did she text you?" He asks, those bloodshot eyes boring into mine like he knows it wasn't Olive texting me.
"Uh, she was telling me about this comedy she went to see last night with Will."
"What was the name of this 'comedy'?"
"She didn't say."
"Let me see your phone. Now."
"Why? There's nothing on there to see." I say as my hand tightens around my phone.
"Then if there is nothing to see you shouldn't have a problem with me looking at your phone. Now give me the fucking phone." Tay says, fury sparking behind his eyes. He grabs my wrist roughly with one hand and jerks my phone out of my grasp with his other hand. He unlocks it and goes to my texts.
"Well look here," Tay says, his eyebrows rising in fake surprise. "A text message from Mr. Dan."
He then proceeds to read the text message out loud, mimicking an accent like Dan's.
"No. You're not going to go get coffee with him. You're coming straight home after work. You are not allowed to see him." Tay says, throwing my phone back at me. The phone bounces off my hand and lands screen down on the floor. I reach down slowly, knowing that my phone is now broken. I pick the phone up and turn it over to see spiderweb cracks through the phone's screen. Tears form in my eyes and I bite my cheeks to keep from yelling at Tay. I get up from the table without saying a word and head to door. I know now that if I don't do something about Tay, then he'll hurt me. But I'm scared of what he'll do if I call the police. They won't do anything unless he's harmed me. Let him off with a warning and that will just make him angry with me. I don't want to go to work today. I'd rather go to Dan and Phil's instead. But not only will I get in trouble at work, Tay will be angry with me. I sigh and wipe the stray tears from my cheeks and head to work. I'll figure out what to do with Tay later.

*Meanwhile at Dan and Phil's*

"OH MY GOD, PHIL!" Dan screams, startling Phil who was busy munching on cereal and watching television.
"What?" Phil asks, frowning as he wipes at the spilt milk on his pants.
"ZO NEVER ANSWERED ME!" Dan replies, his face red. "She probably never wants to see or speak to me again."
"Dan, she's probably just busy. She was probably getting ready for work; she might have been late."
"What if that fucking asshole did something to her?" Dan asks, getting a dark look. "I'll fucking kill him."
"Oh my God, Dan! Stop assuming the worst. She was probably busy, and I'm not going to tell you that again. Eat your cereal and hush up."
Phil shakes his head and goes back to watching the television while Dan fumes and stirs his soggy cereal around.