Dan pulled out his phone and started texting Florence.
“Come round after work?” He put.
*Sure, only for a little bit though, I have some things to do.* She replied.
“You’ll have to use your key to get in.”
*I know. See you later Daniel.*
He smirked. “It’s Dan.” He said then turned his phone off.
“Things we lost to the flames
Things we'll never see again
All that we've amassed
Sits before us, shattered into ash
These are the things, the things we lost
The things we lost in the fire fire fire
These are the things, the things we lost
The things we lost in the fire fire fire
We sat and made a list
Of all the things that we had
Down the backs of table tops
Ticket stubs and your diaries
I read them all one day
When loneliness came and you were away
Oh they told me nothing new,
But I love to read the words you used
These are the things, the things we lost
The things we lost in the fire fire fire
These are the things, the things we lost
The things we lost in the fire fire fire
I was the match and you were the rock
Maybe we started this fire
We sat apart and watched
All we had burned on the pyre
(You said) we were born with nothing
And we sure as hell have nothing now
(You said) we were born with nothing
And we sure as hell have nothing now
These are the things, the things we lost
The things we lost in the fire fire fire
These are the things, the things we lost
The things we lost in the fire fire fire
Do you understand that we will never be the same again?
Do you understand that we will never be the same again?
The future's in our hands and we will never be the same again
The future's in our hands and we will never be the same again
These are the things, the things we lost
The things we lost in the fire fire fire
These are the things, the things we lost
The things we lost in the fire fire fire
These are the things, the things we lost
These are the things we lost in the fire fire fire
Flames – they licked the walls
Tenderly they turned to dust all that I adore.”
They practiced for a while, but stopped when Florence came in.
“Hey guys.”
“Hey Flo.” Everyone muttered.
“That sounded really good, practicing for a concert?”
“Yeah and we have a few music videos to film, why don’t you come and watch us?” Dan smiled.
“If I find some time.”
“You know she’ll be robbing a bank or something.” Kyle commented.
“Or getting drunk.” Woody smirked.
“Or assaulting some police officer.” Will suggested.
Florence started feeling uncomfortable; she knew they’d gang up on her.
“Stop it guys.” Dan said.
“No let them say what they have to say, I’m always the victim.” She said to him.
Dan raised his eyebrow. ‘What was that supposed to mean?’ He thought.
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FLΔWS - Bastille Dan Fanfic
FanficFlorence and Dan have known each other for ages, and Dan has always been there for her but is he getting tired of all of Florence's problems? Dan means so much to Florence but she can't tell him that or the reason why she is always getting into trou...
