I Miss You (dont waste your time on me youre already the voice inside my head) ♥

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DOOOOOOO WEEEEEE OOOOOOOO "UGH" I groan as I hit the snooze button for the third time this morning. just 5 more minutes please.

"Get up (Y/N) it's 6.40!" my father says turning on the light. "I KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS! NOW TURN OFF THE LIGHTS AND LET ME HAVE MY PRECIOUS 5 LAST MINUTES OF SLEEP!" yup I'm definitely not a morning person.

DOOOOOOO WEEEEEE OOOOOOOO I groan and get out of my cuddly, warm bed. I turn on my music player to make getting ready a bit less shitty. "COMING OUT OF MY CAGE AND I'VE BEEN DOING JUST FINE, GOTTA GOTTA BE DOWN BECAUSE I WANT IT ALL♫" (Mr Brightside is my all time fave)

I put on some black leggings, a cuddly jumper and black combat boots yup i'm stylish af cx

7am

School starts at 7.30 so me and my best friend have some time to chat before school starts. I tell her about my time in London, not sure if she believes everything though. When the bell rings we split up to walk to our class rooms.

Although i'm physically present, my mind constantly wanders off. By the time the lesson is over my sheet of paper is covered in little hearts and the word Dan written all over it. whoops.

I somehow manage to survive the day and not fall asleep during one of the lessons. HOW DO THEY EXPECT ME TO DO THIS EVERYDAY?! THIS IS HELL!

ONE WEEK LATER
DAN'S POV:

1pm:

"Dan it's November, you know what that means!" I hear phil screaming from the lounge. frankly i don't wanna do anything. can't i just skip time til Christmas.

"WHAT IS IT PHIL?!" i groan. I hear footsteps coming towards me. Obviously Phil, who else would it be? Can't see him tho, as i lie on my stomach and have my eyes closed.

"PINOF 7! You know, the thing with the cat whiskers and stuff." Phil sighs. "Come on you need some distraction. Stop thinking about (y/n). Christmas isn't that far away after all, you'll see her soon enough, trust me" I look up at him and nod.

"Maybe you're right."

"Than get up!"

"I'm Too Sad To Walk. Just Give Me A Few Hours..." (you either get that reference or you don't)

"Don't 'Inside Out' me dan."

"ugh, fine" 

I get up and we film PINOF 7. >•<

my phone buzzes right after we uploaded the video.


great PINOF video! I won't ever be able to look at mushrooms the same way again x.x 
I MISS YOU :c ♥ - from (y/n) kun ♥

haha! you're welcome! :D
miss you too :c wanna skype? - to (y/n) kun ♥

sure thing! :D -from (y/n) kun ♥


"hey there!!" no answer.

"hello? can you see me??"

"Yes i can see you!!" no answer.

"Dan are you there?"

I sigh

"AH!! I can see you now!!"

"Can you hear me though?"

"Ahh here we go!! YES I can hear you! wow skype is laggy huh?"

"it sure is yeah" I giggle. "GOSH it's good to see you and hear your voice again"

"same..."

"PHIL COME HERE I'M SKYPING WITH (Y/N)!!"

Phil leans into view from the side. "Hey, my name is [Phil]"

"PHIL STOP! THIS IS CYBERBULLYING!" I whine.

(y/n) laughs way too hard.

"(y/n) which side are you even on, huh?" I ask fake pouting.

"I'm on MY OWN side daniel" she giggles.

"don't you call me daniel!" 

Your POV:

someone knocks on my door. "who are you talking to?" my mum asks as she steps inside my room.

"well, uhm.. dan,... phil.. this is my mum. mum you should know who they are" I laugh.

"Nice to meet you Mrs (y/s/n)! Well not physically meet, but well.. you and (y/n) look so alike wow." Phil states.

"uhhm... hi,.. n-nice to meet you too" Dan stutters and blushes.

I smile at how awkward he is.

"so you and dan really are a couple huh? lovely!" my mum smiles, first at me and then at dan. I can see how dan immediately calms down. "you have my blessing" she laughs and leaves my room, not closing the door. I groan and close it myself.

"I CHIME IN, HAVEN'T YOU PEOPLE EVER HEARD OF CLOSING THE GODDAMN DOOR?- NO!" Phil sings.

I giggle "Gosh I already miss you so much and it's only been a week"


SORRY THAT THIS CHAPTER IS SO SHORT! HOPE IT'S NOT TOO CRAPPY!!
HAVE A NICE WEEK ☺











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