I guess you could call it a love story. Danisnotonfire♥

chapter 2

Dans POV,

"Molly, I can't go on like this anymore, I've had enough, you're hurt me before, and I forgave you, I'm not making the same mistake again, I've had it. we're over" I yelled down the phone

My girlfriend or should I say ex girlfriend had got drunk and cheated on me. Well, its not the first time or even the second. She's cheated on me more times than I can remember , but I kept crawling back to her, well no more, she's officially pushed it over the edge. She made out with PJ , one of my bestfriends , of course he pulled away and called me straight after. He hung up and I called Molly straight after that. I've had it with girls they're all the same, I broke up with my girlfriend,  the one before Molly , because she cheated on me too. Its like I have "cheat on me" written on my forehead. Well, that's it, I'm done with girls. I've just started University, and lets be honest there arent any sexy girls studying law. Maybe being in Uni will help me get over Molly, and every other girl.

After having an anger fit in my room, I cooled off a bit, and thought I'd go into the crummy kitchen I share with twelve other people to make myself a cup of tea. I fled out my door closing it behind me. And as if things couldn't get any worse, I'd just walked, well, sort of ran into my neighbours door. Face first.

"Well that hurt" I said through gritted teeth , but somehow managed to laugh

A girl slowly peeled the door from my face and closed it, she was beautiful, long brown straight hair, a little emo fringe ,a little like myself, apart from the gorgeous grey-blue eyes.The girl ran over to me apologising but somehow, it didnt really seem to fase me, I just laughed it off, and I asked for her name

"skylar but you can call me Skyee , you?" she smiled sweetly

"Dan" I smiled. Maybe I wasn't done with girls.

Skyee's POV

I looked at Dan's head already seeing a bruise forming, I grabbed his arm and dragged him to the kitchen, somehow , even though I hadnt been here before, I found some ice in a matter of minutes,  I wrapped the ice in a kitchen towel and pressed it against his forehead.He winced a little bit. He looked up at me and I couldn't help looking at his eyes, they were a work of art, brown and hazel , they made me stare before I snapped back into reality.

"Again I'm sorry about this, want me to make you a cup of tea to compensate?"I said still pressing the ice to his forehead

"Sure, but don't think we'll be even" he said giggling to himself

I fumbled for teacups and raided the cupboards for tea bags, as the kettle boiled, he just sat on a chair in the corner. I could see he was upset with something, and not just because I hit him in the face with a door. I barely knew him, but he was the closest I've come to a friend here, so I took a chance, I walked over to him with the tea.

"are you okay?" I ask with a nervious smile

he just shook his head and smirked.

"yeah, I'm sorry, I just don't want to ruin you're first day with my sob story"

"go ahead, I mean , I'm here , in what looks like a prison , it can't get much worse for me today"

"you think you've had a bad day?" he lauged he took his tea and we walked back to his room, we sat on his bed, which sounds a bit forward but it was a small room, no room for chairs.

"well, I found out my girlfriend has cheated on me, yet again today, she's done it before , I've always forgiven her, because we spend two days apart then, I just end up feeling alone and end up taking her back, I mean I loved her, she kept saying it was an accident, but I think by the third or fourth time she would have known what she was doing ,don't you?"

I nodded, although I didnt really know what to say, I hadnt really had boyfriends. I had the "two week" boyfriends when I was like,  13 ...and after a while I just started to enjoy being single, or maybe I just got used to being lonely.

"oh well, I wouldn't have stuck around if I found someone was cheating on me, why did you feel alone? whats wrong with being single?"I asked him sipping my tea, it was awful, the foul taste made me stick my tounge out and pull a face, I put the mug on his desk and turned back to him

"nothing, well , it just feels like nobody cares, i could drop off the end of the earth and nobody would care" he took a sip of his tea, I could tell he found it as bad as I had "this tea is fucking awful" he laughed.

"Is there a starbucks around here?" I asked him

"right around the corner, why do you think I chose this uni?" he laughed

We walked to starbucks which was literaly over the road. We sat down and talked for what seemed hours, we talked about music and movies, we shared a similar taste in pretty much everything, except he had a thing for malteasers and I can't stand chocolate , when I told him I didnt like chocolate, he nearly spit his drink everywhere. We walked back to our rooms and turned in for the night. I'm so glad for smashing his face with a door. I have a feeling if it hadnt been for that, we might not have met, I know we were practically "next door neighbours" but I wasnt a social butterfly.

After that day, we were pretty much inseparable, we had most classes together, and after lessons, we would constantly meet up, we were getting close, a bit too close...I don't want to ruin things , but I was starting to get feelings for him. I mean who wouldn't , his humour, his perfect hair, his deep brown eyes. But I knew I had to get it through my head, we were friends. Just friends.

And I guess, I'll leave it there, I haven't got much to say, soooo....um I hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading :D please leave a review , I'll be updating tomorrow or the day after, until then bitchachos :)