Indelible Love (Danisnotonfire fan fiction)

Just a centimeter away

Dan slowly let go of me, hesitating. I gave him a small smile and cleared my throat. "I'm going to head back to my house" I said.

"Let me go with you" Dan offered

"No, it's fine. I'm ok now"

"No, no, no. I insist" Dan replied. I looked over at Phil who was already looking at me.

"I'm coming too in a second. I need to finish something. I'll come down in 20 minutes" Phil said. I nodded and hugged Phil in which he happily hugged back.

"Thank you" I mumbled into his shoulder before letting go. I took a step back and headed to the door being followed by Dan. Dan waved at Phil before closing the door, locking it.

I opened my apartment door, which was surprisingly opened and found a mess. Cracked pieces of glass on the ground, my computer set down on the group with the screen open, unfinished vodka glasses, and a drop of smeared blood on the ground.

I sighed, nervously and turned to Dan who was staring at the mess.

"I'll clean it up later" I assured

"That's why you did it" Dan whispered almost inaudibly. I cleared my throat but he continued to stare.

"Erm, earth to dan? You there?" I asked, waving my hand in front of his face. He turned slowly to look at me.

"That's why you were drunk" he said.

"Why?" I gulped.

"From hatred" he replied looking at the open computer screen. I walked up my macbook limping turned it on flicking my finger on the mouse. The bright screen appeared with a bunch of youtube comments.

"W-what?"

Dan walked up to me reading the comments.

"Hate" he repeated. This time, I read it and my eyes widened at the disgusting, horrendous messages splayed on my screen.

"Please promise me you won't read these ever again" Dan said, softly. I thought over the promise. I could do it for my sake and Dan's. I nearly got raped last night from a childish thing like this. I should be more careful and strong than this.

I guess I can make promises.

"Yes"

"No, say you promise" Dan corrected. I smiled faintly.

"I promise, Howell" I said, rolling my eyes.

"Ok, so then what do you want to do?" he asked, changing the subject.

"How about some Netflix and Guitar Hero?" I asked, winking. Guitar Hero was Dan, Phil and I's thing. We just played and played whenever we were bored.

"Who'd say no to that?" Dan asked, scoffing. He made himself comfortable in the couch as I sat next to him. I scrolled down through our options and stopped.

"How about some cheesy romance chick flicks?" I asked, still looking at the TV.

"I'm down" he replied, raising his hands. I clicked on the best rated one and played.

By the next 20 minutes, it was already really dramatic and boring. I could feel myself getting more exhausted wondering where the hell Phil was. I could feel Dan's eyes glued on me. I turned and caught his stare making him turn beet red. I chuckled and turned my head back to the film.

"I'm tired" Dan blurted

Before thinking it through I asked, "Wanna rest on my lap?". His eyes widened for a second before he grinned, showing his dimples.

"Sure" he replied. I patted my lap for him to rest his head on. In 10 seconds, Dan was now resting his head on my lap looking up at me, expectantly.

"What?" I asked, blushing. He shook his head.

"Nothing"

"Oh no, you made a face right now"

"It meant nothing" Dan protested

"You were staring at me" I said

"Because you're gorgeous" he blurted. I burst out laughing, nervously.

"Not" I replied

He shrugged and closed his eyes. I continued watching the movie and soon heard his breathing slow down softly meaning he had fallen asleep. I looked down and stroked his fringe, fixing it to the side so I could get a better look at his long eyelashes. I leaned my head down staring at his features resisting the urge to kiss him all over again.

"Dan" I whispered. No reply came.

"Dan" I repeated a little louder this time. His eyebrow twitched but he continued to sleep.

"Dan, wake up" I whispered. His breathing tickled my face as I realized I was inches away from him.

"Dan, a good part is coming up" I whispered. I was still leaning down in front of his face staring at him.

Finally, his eyes fluttered open and his breathing hitched. Mine did too.

"A good part is coming up" I repeated. His pupils moved around my face in astonishment. "Sorry, for waking you up" I added in a whisper. He didn't answer and I panicked. Did I scare him?

"Dan, you ok?" I asked

"Kiss me" he finally replied. My eyes widened in shock at his command. I leaned down a little further more. Our angles were weird which made it slightly uncomfortable. The gap between us started closing slowly and I continued to feel his breathing tickle my face. Our lips a centimeter away. I even felt his heartbeat quicken, as mine did the same. Our lips touched for a quick second-

As if on cue, "Finally done editing next weeks video! Sorry for taking so long I had some work to get done..." Phil trailed as he noticed our positions on the couch.

I drew back, "Dan just wanted to rest real quick and I told him he has really long lashes" I lied quickly. Dan got up from his position and nodded a few times.

"Oh...ok" Phil replied, strangely glancing back and forth between us.

Dan cleared his throat, "Uh wanna play some Guitar Hero with us? I think I left 2 of the electric guitars here and Ema has the drum set and microphone" he said.

Phil completely forgot about our awkward position as his eyes lit up. "Oh yeah! I call the black guitar!" he shouted. Dan pouted.

"But, I always get the black one" he pout. Phil stuck his tongue out and grabbed the guitar. I slid the disk into my old PS3 and turned on the controller.

"Which song?" I asked them, craning my neck to look at them. Dan thought about it then shrugged. I looked at Phil and he did the same. I rolled my eyes at them and picked the first song I saw. We ended up playing "Stellar" by Incubus. Even though, the songs we played were really good but my focus wasn't really on the music. My brain felt fogged and my cheeks hot. Dan looked tired from where I stood. Dark circles evident under his eyes making him look like a panda, his fingers moving down the guitar lazily, and his fringe left messy unlike Phil who had his eyes intently focused on the screen, happily. I let out a breath as the song ended.

"Want to maybe do something more productive or...?" I trailed.

"No" they both said at the same time. I smirked.

"You unfit bitches" I laughed