Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

My alarm's incessant beeping rang in my ears. 5:30, ugh. I hate waking up. It is possibly the most useless thing in the history of the human race. If everyone just slept, there would be no problems. Just... sleep.

I slowly, but surely, opened my eyes until they were fully open.

Then they fell back down again.

All i could think about at that moment was how much time i would have to spend in school today. I shouldn't go to school, it's dumb. It's just full of assholes and stupid people.

That's it. I just won't go to school.

I eventually got up and dressed, pretending to be ready to go to school, and left the house.

I took the R train then transferred to the N until i made it to Central Park. I walked in, my movement sluggish.

Something did't feel right. Something felt... off.

Then I realized- this park was way too crowded, and I was getting some pretty weird looks. Everyone knew i was skipping school. I should go to a different park.

An hour and a few trains later, i was at Prospect Park, all the way in Brooklyn. It was really nice, and much less crowded so there weren't as many strange looks.

I found a nice shady spot in the grass and slept.

~Dan~

Oh god. Too much sun, too many people. The park was my hell. But it was nice, with a strange sort of annoying harmony between the outdoors and the hatred of the outdoors.

Does that even make sense?

Anyway...

There were some pretty weird people here in New York. Stoners, awkward people walking their dog, all of that... stuff.

I even saw a random girl sleeping. Why the heck would a random girl just lay there... sleeping....

Wait.... I definetly knew her from somewhere... whuuuuut....

It was that girl- from the subway, it's her! I knew it! Oh, god. If i try to talk to her, I'm going to be so, inevitably awkward, i thought to myself.

Maybe i should just... sort of... sit down. Right next to her, i decided.

I sat, watching as Phil pet a stranger's dog. I looked over. She looked like a bit of a mess in a weirdly nice way.

Phil came back over, asked me a bit about why on earth I would be sitting next to a sleeping girl, and then sort of decided that it was too much work to figure out and left. He said he was going to explore.

I sat for another good hour, just sort of thinking about the insignificance of everything I do. You know, the usual.

~Jules~

mmhmkhmmhm

The sun is far too bright.

What time is it? Eight? Nine? I looked at my watch.

Eleven?

I sat up quickly, accidentally hitting some guy sitting next to me. i hit his head with my elbow, and then he fell right over.

oops.

"Are you okay?" i freaked. "Did i hit you too hard?"

"Oh, no, i'm-" he laughed- "fine."

He had the nicest british accent. And the coolest hair, too...

"Dan?" i exclaimed.

He smiled. "Oh, uh, yeah. It's me. You watch my videos?"

I fought the urge to scream or fangirl too mch. I somehow found the cooler version of me deep, deep inside and nodded, smiling. "Yeah, I'm a big fan," i said.

He smiled and asked me questions about how long I've been watching for and which is his favorite videos. One thing led to another and we just sort of spent a few hour sitting there. Just talking.

It was amazing.

~Dan~

This Jules girl was really interesting. I spent hours just talking to her. Then it sort of went to shit.

I checked my watch and it was 3:00. It took me a second to realize what the signifigance of this was.

My friend's wedding was starting in less than in hour. I didn't have my suit on, the hotel is fifteen minutes away, and then the chapel is a good forty five minutes away from the hotel.

Oh god, I'm fucked, i thought to myself.

"I'm... I'm really sorry, Jules, but i have to- uh- go. Sorry." I said before running off.

Oh my god im such a fucking idiot. I didn't even say goodbye.

I didn't have time to stress about that though. I checked my phone and saw three missed calls from Phil. He left a voicemail saying he'd already left.

Great.

Fortunately, i arrived only ten minutes late and nothing had really started yet.

The entire thing was rather boring, and my mind kept on tracing back to Jules.

I sighed. Nothing i could really do now. Infact, I'll probably never even see her again.

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