Chapter Eight: High School Musical

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Dan's POV:

Once me and y/n are finally dressed, I check my phone. I have a new messages from Phil:
'Hey, I'll be back around 3' Today 9:53 AM

It's 1:27 so me and y/n have some time to ourselves.
"Well, me and you have so,e alone time. Phil doesn't get back 'til three. What d'you want to do?" I ask y/n.
"I don't know. Well, wanna watch a movie?" Y/N says.
"Cool, well, what movie do you suggest---"
"HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL!!" Y/N says before I finish my sentence.
"Are you serious?" I say laughing.
"IM DEAD SERIOUS!! HIGH SCHOOL MUSICCALLLLLL!!" She seems to be very strong about her statement, so I pick out High School Musical and play it. As I sit down, I pat on the space next to me, gesturing she should sit there. She listens and sit closer than I expected, but I wasn't complaining.
The movie starts and y/n squeals. I laugh at her. "YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS MOVIE, DANIEL!" she says jokingly. "Okay then." I say, not arguing with her.
Around the middle of the movie, y/n starts resting her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her, and play with her hair as if she were like a cat. She starts becoming limp, and starts sleeping. I, very slowly, get up from the couch, and pick her up. I bring her to my room and lie (or is it lay? Idefk) her down on my bed. I lay down on the other side of the bed and put my arm around her. "I love you, muffin," she says groggily. "Love you too, muffin."

About an hour passes, and me and y/n have a little nap. I hear the door open downstairs. "Im home," I hear Phil say from the floor below. Meh, I'm comfortable where I'm lying down right now, Phil can find me himself I'm too tired.

To be le continued

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