This Love, This Hate (DM x TP) COMPLETE

Chapter Four

Danny

I groan, hearing a knock on my door, which was too loud according to my massive hangover. If it was anybody from HU, he knew where the key is, so could just let himself in. I hear him walk into my room, opening the door slightly. I roll over, so that I could face my band mate. He walks farther into my room.

"Uncle Danny?" I heard a female voice ask, and my eyes open quickly, seeing it was Arrowbella, my adoptive niece.

"Whyyy arrrrre youuu heeeeere?" I slur out and she smacks a palm to her forehead.

"Dad was worried cause U-uncle A-Aron said you went to get Scarlett yesterday but she's with Theresa. So I decided to come see if you were okay." She whispers, and I smile slightly, she always is so caring and thoughtful.

"Can you keep a secret Arrow?" I ask her, sobering up a bit, and she sits down on the floor, crossing her legs.

"Did you and Uncle A-Aron get in a fight?" Arrow asks, sounding uncertain as she said uncle before Deuce's name.

"No. We kissed twice." I admit and she squeals, too loud for my hangover.
"I ship it!"

"But I can't have feelings for Aron!" I protest, and she gives me a 'bitch are you for real' look.

"Why the fuck not?" She demands, looking at me with her piercing blue eyes, daring me to sink her ship.

"He hurt the band..." I say and she scoffs.

"You have a point but if you like him, Uncle Danny, and if he likes you, how could you just let this opportunity slip away? You can't tell me that you're happy being single; I know that you've been lonely since Aunt Theresa left. I can feel it; I remember how I felt when I was pining after Seth. It was like my life was nothing, and the only time I felt better was when I was with him. Now we've been together for over two years and everything is perfect." Arrow sighs, smiling at the thought of her curly haired boyfriend.

"I will try it if you help me." I propose, and she stands up quickly, running over to my closet.

"Operation OTP is a go!" She exclaims, walking out of my closet holding a one of my blue jean vests, a black Dead Couture shirt.

My niece throws them at me and I pull the shirt over my head, slipping on my vest over the top of it. Arrow giggles, going to my dresser and pulling out a pair of red skinny jeans. She tosses me them, before leaving the room and going into my kitchen. I get up, putting my jeans on and grabbing some socks. With a small smile, I go into the kitchen, hearing Arrow starting to rap, I wasn't exactly sure what she was rapping, until she hit the first verse.

"Backpack? Fuck that

I was always hanging where the thugs at

I was always hanging with the rugrats

Someone come and show me where the drugs at

Someone come and pop on a hot song, meaning my shit, get an iPhone take a video and make it last long get some popcorn because I murder every single instrumental that I get on
And a muthafucka isn't gonna stop the shit

Until I make an album like a 2pacalypse

Until I'm killing everybody like in Auschwitz

Until I'm revolutionary like a Gandhi is

Until I'm poppin' all these bottles to accomplishments

Until I'm always hot no matter what the climate is

Until whenever somebody is feeling talkative my name is brought up, doesn't matter what the topic is

Didn't think I rap? Bitch I flow like "boom, boom bap"

Bitch I come from where you never moved at

Look into my room get a view, look at my past

Goddamn

Got weed, got jack, oxy's? Had that

Got Jimi, got Slash, got shrooms, got hash

Bipolar syndrome, kicked in, got mad

Walked on the red carpet like kiss my ass you bitch!" She finishes, smirking proudly, as she looks at me.

"I see you've been practicing Arrow." I chuckle, as she puts some bacon in a skillet.

"Yeah Dad was showing me how to breathe when you're doing it so that you can rap faster without losing your breath." Arrowbella replies and I knew she was talking about Dylan.

"You're really good Arry." I tell her sincerely.

"Thanks Uncle Danny. Sit down, this bacon will be done soon." She says, as the some toast popped up from the toaster.

She pulls them out, grabs a knife, and the jar of Nutella. Arry opens the jar and spreads a thick layer of the delicious chocolate hazelnut spread over each of the four slices of toast. When the bacon is nice and crispy she piles it on two slices of the toast, and tops them with another slice of toast. She hands one to me, and I take it gladly before taking a big bite out of it. She starts eating the other one, putting more toast in the toaster and more bacon in the skillet. My niece pulls out her phone, types in her password and then tapped out something.

"I'm telling Dad that we're on our way to Uncle Charlie's." She explains and I just nod, finishing up my sandwich.

She repeats the process with the toast, Nutella, and bacon. I am handed yet another sandwich that I eat quickly. Arrowbella finishes her second one as well, turns off the stove, and grabs her skateboard, which was leaning up against the doorway to the kitchen. She looks at me, and then grabs my car keys, which were hanging on the key rack next to the door. I follow her, grabbing my black chucks and walking out the door behind her.