When you arrive at Bestival, it is late. Very late. It is 11pm.
"But I never brought my -"
"Don't worry! I got it!" Will suddenly says, you didn't even realise he was there!
"Oh, thanks Will" you smile. Dan tugs your sleeve inpatiently
"C'mon (y/name)!" you trail along behind Dan as you turn round and grin at Will who smiles back and walks away.
Dan takes you to a portable room says "Here's my dressing room." Dan puts the key into the door. You turn around and take in the sights. There's barely any people, as it is nighttime and the only living thing you can see around is Dan. "There" Dan says, and he gestures you to go inside.
"It's dark" you think, just as Dan turns the light switch on.
"Cosy, isn't it!" Dan says cheerfully, as you look around. There is a mini fridge, a makeup table, a nice confortable sofabed. But you notice a photoframe. It is of a man and a woman, arms around eachother. The man is smiling, and so is the woman. There's a lovebite on the woman's neck. It's Dan, and you.
Dan notices that you have seen it and snatches it away from the counter.
"Yeah..uh..just a little memory, eh?" Dan says in panic.
"Uh, yeah." you say back.
"Sorry, I just-"
"Just what?! Dan, I don't understand!!" you start to rage "I'm NOT hot, and you DON'T love me and I DON'T-" you can't get the words out your mouth.
"(y/name), I'm stuck in the past. I think I care. Of course I do! Who am I kidding! You're my bestfriend and I don't care if we were once together! I don't care!"
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And that was it. Bastille Fanfic.
FanficIt's just another one of those silly Bastille fanfics which made some of my IG followers cry.
