Dan brings you back to your flat. He doesn't seem as happy as he was earlier.
"Do you want to stay here for the night?" You ask him.
"Yes actually that'd be good."
You guys go upstairs to your room. You flop on the bed and Dan dies the same. He brings you close and you rest your head against this neck. Honestly you could just lay there forever. He slips his hands down to your butt. He gives your ass a good squeeze.
"Dan you perverted little twat." You giggle.
He slams his lips onto yours still with his hands still on your butt. He slips his hands under your shirt. You start to get Worries that he wild notice the weight loss. He moves up to your boobs and pulls off your shirt. He kisses your neck and chest but out of no where he stops. He looks down at your body.
No.
No.
He figured it out.
Tears Spring out of your eyes. It was an uncontrollable waterfall of fear filled tears. He just looks at you. No emotion. Just blankness.
"Please Dan-don't leave me- I can't have you leave me too- I love you so damn much it's kinda crazy. Please, please don't leave me." You cry out in between sobs.
"I wouldn't dream of it." He says and pulls you into a hug. "I promise I will never leave you. I just hate seeing you like this."
You say noting and just hug him tight. Clinging on for dear life. And when you heard him say those words, you knew deep down that you would have get better.
After your mini mental breakdown Dan let you sleep and he headed back home. You lay in your bed and stared at the ceiling.
You have to eat.
You have to eat.
You have to eat.
You need food to live.
You need Dan. He will leave of you stay like this.
You get up out of your bed and run downstairs to the kitchen and go to the refrigerator. When you open the door you're blasted with cold air and the sight of so much food it was intimidating. Looking around you see fruit, vegetables, milk, yogurt, cheese, puddings, a small cake. You settle for a small pudding cup. You grab a spoon and rip off the flimsy plastic top. It took a surprising amount of effort to dip the spoon in and take a bite but you managed to do it. You managed to eat something. You devour the whole cup in seconds.
You never felt more proud of yourself. You can't let Dan leave. He said he won't but if he had any brains at all he will after a while.
(Y/F/N) comes down the stairs and comes to the kitchen.
"Hey (Y/N)"
"Hey (Y/F/N) can we talk?"
"Yup sure let me grab my last pudding cup and we can talk."
She turns her back and goes into the refrigerator and you stifle back a smirk.
"(Y/N)!!!!! I'm going to kill you." She screams.
She spins around and launches a banana at you. Then comes the pelt of fruits and the screaming giggles.
"Never. *throws fruit* Ever. *throws more* eat my. *throws more* pudding." She says
By now you're on the floor laughing. The front door flys open and Phill runs in.
"What on earth is happening." He says running into the kitchen but stopping in the door way.
"I ate her pudding."
YOU ARE READING
There Are Worse Things I Could Do
Fanfiction(DanXReader) You and your best friend are moving to London and you two end up getting a lot more than you thought.
