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Wildest Dreams (DAN): ©Skiller0Dani

His smooth fingers grip the steering wheel as the world outside my window speeds by almost in slow motion. I hardly notice anything else besides the fact that his fingers drum a quiet rhythm against the wheel and he's humming softly with the radio. His free hand rests gently on my thigh, drawing slow circles with his thumb somehow relaxing every working muscle in me.

He said, "Let's get out of this town,
Drive out of the city, away from the crowds."
I thought heaven can't help me now.
Nothing lasts forever,
but this is gonna take me down.  

Dan Howell. The man that has somehow wriggled his way into the very sacred part of my heart, and carved out his own space in my mind. With all of his 'I love you's, spontaneous gifts, hand holding, and that stupid giggle of his, it's hard to resist him. I was scared to let myself fall for him, and it's still all brand new and terrifying but he's there to hold my hand and make all the fear disappear. He stops the car, making his way over to my side of the car. I watch him, as he pauses, seeing a couple of fans. I view it from the car, Dan, with the fans, laughing and talking and completely in his element. He takes the girls phone and snaps a photo of them together (seeing as he's tall and has monkey arms). I look him over as he towers over the girl, his eyes dark and his hair swept to the side. Dimples carve into his cheeks as he laughs at something she said. 

He's so tall and handsome as hell.
He's so bad but he does it so well.
I can see the end as it begins.                                                                                
My one condition is.

I finally open the car door, leaning against the passenger side of the hood as the girl waves at me, before turning and making her way back to her friend. I approach him, taking his outstretched hand and walking over to the wooden fence, blocking off a cliff side, overlooking the city of London, the lights twinkling as the sun approaches the horizon. Brilliant orange, pink, yellow, and red colors paint across the sky as the sun begins to dip below the edge of the land. I peer over at Dan, him leaning against the fence on his elbows. A tiny smile plays on his lips, so faint it looks as if he isn't even smiling at all. The wind blows, bitter and cold making his lips and cheeks glow a faint red. The sunset reflects in his eyes as I see the lights swimming in his brown irises. The light from the sun illuminates his face slightly and in this moment, us, together, speaking without saying a word, me leaning against him, I realize, he is truly beautiful, in every single definition of the term.

Say you'll remember me
Standing in a nice dress,
Staring at the sunset babe.
Red lips and rosy cheeks,
Say you'll see me again
Even if its just in your
Wildest Dreams.

I rest my head on Dan's shoulder and he leans his head on top of mine. As scary as it is, as much as I hate venturing into uncharted territory, I am in love with Dan, I cannot deny that any longer. I look up at him, before swallowing. I've never admitted this to him before and it honestly terrifies me. 

"Dan?" I ask, breaking the silence, as the darkness swallows us. 

"Yeah?" He hums, still looking out at the lights of the city, sparkling and dazzling. 

"I love you." I whisper out into the air and he lifts his chin, kissing my head before resting his head against mine. 

"I know, I love you too." He says smoothly, his arm snaking around my waist, pulling me closer against his body. 

Say you'll remember me 
Standing in a nice dress,
Staring at the sunset babe. 
Red lips and rosy cheeks, 
Say you'll see me again 
Even if its just 
Pretend.