One Shots ; D.H

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WARNING: terrible mistakes

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Your eyes flutter open as you stretch your arms out. As you do so, you accidentally hit the bed frame making a loud bang. Of course you would do that.

You feel around for any other sign of life but luckily you are alone. What happened last night? You couldn't remember anything.

It felt really early so you decide to stop thinking and sleep some more. As you turn on your side and grab some more of the duvet, you notice that the grey and black pattern looks oddly familiar. You stare at it for a second and then sit up abruptly. You look around.

No no no, this can't be happening. Desk with butt chair, nerdy posters, strange knick-knacks, a camera with a tripod. Yup, this is definitely Dan's room.

You suddenly become aware that you're also completely naked in his bed. How did this even happen? It's been 2 months since the breakup and you haven't spoken to each other since.

The night was a total blur and you had no idea where your clothes were. The next best option was to wrap yourself in his duvet and look for them. If you could manage to get dressed and leave without being noticed then it would be like nothing ever happened.

If worse comes to worse, you'll have to borrow some of his clothes. It hasn't been too long so you still know where everything is.

You stand up with the duvet in hand and wrap it around you like a dress. You try to tuck in the corner but it doesn't stay. Instead you end up having to hold it with your armpits.

There's nothing by the bed, nothing near the window, nothing by the piano. Nothing. Shit.

Well, this is going to be extremely awkward. You dig through his dresser for some pants but can only find jeans and knee length shorts. This just keeps getting better and better.

With no warning you hear someone clear they're throat and quickly turn around to see Dan standing in the doorway.

He's wearing the same sweatpants you'd been searching for and a black t-shirt. He also has your clothes in his hand and tosses them onto the bed without saying anything. All you want to do is run but you can't seem to move your feet.

You both stare at each other for a long while as the awkward tension builds. He brings his hand up to scratch the back of his neck as he lets out a soft laugh. "Yeah, uh, we need to talk."

You chuckle in response, "Yeah, I think we do."

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I'm sick in bed so I have a lot of time to write. Might update a few more chapters today, we'll see :)

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But this is just a story by me. If you want to follow my main account, it's sapphy_b

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