The Fan- A Bastille/Dan Smith Fanfiction

Chapter 5

We arrive at a small bar a little ways into town. I had been here a couple of times before with friends, but I never imagined that I would be coming with the entirety of Bastille.

We order some drinks and I promise myself that I am only going to have a few-- I am not about to get wasted in front of Dan Smith. That would end badly.

It turns out to be really fun, all of us chatting together about music and where we're from and what our interests are. All of the guys are truly genuine, despite their growing fame. Mary and Kyle seem to be hitting it off especially well, laughing and talking enthusiastically to one another. I smile while watching them.

"What?" Dan asks.

I look at him, the ghost of a grin playing on his lips. "Sorry?" I ask.

"You were smiling just then. Did you see something you liked?" Dan is looking at me so intently, his light blue eyes gazing into mine.

I swallow hard. "Oh, I was just watching those two," I say, gesturing at Mary an Kyle. "They seem to be getting along pretty well."

Dan looks at them and nods in agreement. "They do, don't they?" We sit in comfortable silence for a few moments, watching the two of them, until Dan says, "Hey, you wanna get out of here? Go see a film or something?"

I look around at the others, unsure about whether or not we should leave them. Kyle and Mary are still engrossed in each other and Will is laughing at something that Woody showed him, which is apparently hilarious. They all seem pretty well off. "Okay," I say. "Let's go."

Dan scoots out of the booth first, turning around and offering me his hand. I don't actually need assistance, but I enjoy the feeling his touch too much to decline.

Mary looks up. "Where you guys off to?"

"We just thought we'd catch a movie or something." I reply. "You want to come?" I address everyone when I ask that.

Will and Woody make a face. "I think we'll pass, thanks. Don't want to interrupt anything, now do we Wood?" Will says and winks.

Dan clears his throat and turns to Mary and Kyle. "You guys up for it? Or do you just wanna hang here for a little while?"

Kyle waves him off and says, "I think we'll just hang out for awhile longer, yeah?"

Mary smiles and says, "Yeah, I think we're good here."

I grin at them. "Okay, have fun you two." I share a secret look with Mary and give her a quick thumbs up. She smiles and rolls her eyes at me.

Dan turns to me. "You ready?"

I nod. "Yep! Let's go."

We make our way through the restaurant and out to my truck. Dan's car is a basically a tour bus, so we have to use mine.

"Do you mind if I...?" He nods towards the car.

I toss him the keys. "Go for it."

He smiles and says, "Thanks."



We pull into the local movie theatre and he shuts off the ignition. As we walk towards the entrance, Dan asks what movie I want to see.

"Hmmm." I think about which ones are out at the moment. "Something scary!"

He laughs. "Sounds delightful."

We end up buying tickets to go see a movie about a girl who's getting stalked by a psycho killer and eventually gets murdered. Okay, so it's not the most ideal movie to be seeing with a guy you could potentially have a thing with, but it was still nice to have some alone time together. We buy a large popcorn to share and halfway through the movie Dan slides his arm around my shoulders, drawing me closer. I go completely stiff all over, afraid that I am going to ruin the moment, but then he starts rubbing circles on my arm with his thumb and I relax, leaning into him. It feels nice to be sitting like this-- really nice.

After the movie ends, everyone shuffles out of the theatre to make room for the employees to come in and clean. As we're filing out, Dan grabs my hand and I glance up at him. He raises his eyebrows as if to ask if what he's doing is okay, and I smile back at him, weaving our fingers together. This whole night has been completely surreal. Just a few hours ago Dan was singing to hundreds of people and I was just another fan in the crowd, jumping along. But now I am at the movies with him, flirting and holding hands. I always imagined how I would feel if this ever happened-- elated and slightly overwhelmed, mostly because it was Dan Smith, my celebrity 'crush', but it feels different now that it's actually happening. I am still incredibly overwhelmed and happy, but it's not because I am on a date with a celebrity. I don't see him like that anymore; to me, he's just Dan-- a funny, attractive, quirky, down to earth guy that I've really enjoyed spending time with. Plus, I think that he likes me. I know that sounds crazy, especially since I just met him, but things like this happen, whether we want them to or not. And I am loving every second of it.

When we make it outside, it's pouring rain. I stand there looking out into the street, rain falling in sheets across it, and I wonder how the weather could change so quickly, when I remember that I left all of the windows in my aprtment open. Not wide open, to the point where someone can break in, but open enough so that rain is probably pooling on my floors by now. Dang it.

"I just remembered! I left the windows in my apartment wide open!" I shout to Dan over the noise of the downpour. I pull out my phone to check what time it is. 11:30, the others are probably wondering where we are. "Let me go and shut them real quick, and then I'll take you back. It won't take long, I promise!"

Dan nods. "Sounds good, just let me give the guys a call and tell them what we're doing."

Dan pulls out his phone and walks a little ways away to make his call. I can hear him talking quietly, his words muffled by the rain. A few minutes later he walks back over to wear I am standing.

"Okay, I talked to Kyle. He said he had just taken Mary home and now they're all waiting back at the bus."

I nod. "Alright, it'll only take me a second and then I'll drive you over."

"Okay."

I find the key to my front door and insert it into the lock. The door swings open and Dan and I walk into the main hallway. I look around and everything still seems to be in place except for the windows, which, like I predicted, have water pooling at their bases. I utter a quick explicit and run over to the nearest one, struggling to shut it. The rain is still coming in and I am having trouble shutting it all the way, so Dan quickly comes over and gives it a final shove, sealing it completely. I shoot him a grateful look and we move onto the next one. We do this for all of them, moving from room to room, until finally the last one is shut. Dan turns towards me and we both start laughing.

After we've caught our breath, we fall silent. He is looking at me in a way that gives me chills. He lifts a hand, gently carressing my cheek with his fingertips. I swallow; my heart is hammering in my ribs from a mixture of fear and excitement. He moves closer to me and I lean into him, our faces only a couple inches apart, and I can feel his warm breath stirring my face. He lifts his other hand and tilts my chin up, angling my head toward his. Slowly, he leans in and I close my eyes as his lips lightly graze mine. It's the lightest of kisses, and a soft sigh escapes my mouth. I want more-- more of him, his lips, his face, everything. I kiss him back, harder. His lips immediately respond, parting slightly. His hands tangle in my hair and press against the small of my back, molding our bodies perfectly together. I can't get enough, drinking him in like a parched man caught in a desert. We are kissing desperately now, as if this is our only chance. He walks forward until my back hits the opposite wall and presses me against it. He grabs me under my thighs, lifting me up so that I can wrap my legs around his waist. His lips move from my mouth to my jaw line and then down to my collarbone, leaving a trail of kisses. My eyes flutter shut and my breathing picks up. No guy has never made me feel this way. His lips find mine again, and I gently take his bottom lip between my teeth and tug on it, making him moan. His breath is coming in fast and we're both grabbing at each other, trying to get closer. I can feel his heart hammering against my chest, an insistent reminder of his desire. His hands are gripping my waist so tight that in any other situation it might have hurt, but right now it just adds to our passion. My hands slip under his shirt and I run them along his skin, feeling the cool contoures of his back and shoulder blades. Dan pauses for a moment to pull it the rest of the way off and I help him tug it over his head. With my legs still tightly wrapped around his body, he carries me to the bedroom and kicks the door open, laying me down on the bed. Dan crawls ontop of me, stooping to plant soft kisses along my neck. It feels so incredibly good, I never want him to stop. My hands slip into his hair and I run my fingers through the thick, dark mass, making him sigh softly. He slows down a little and takes the time to kiss each of my closed eyelids and the tip of my nose. I giggle and try to push him away as he nuzzles my neck and pretends to nibble it. He's laughing and I kiss him again, wiping the smile off of his face. I pull back, drawing him further down so that he is supporting himself with his forearms on either side of my head. He shifts his weight so that he is leaning on his left arm and runs his hand along my stomach and under my back. His hand goes underneath my dress, and I gasp as his cold fingers surprise me. He is slowly peeling my dress all the way off, but I grab his hand making him pause.

He draws his eyebrows together in concern. "Caela? Are you alright? We don't have to do this, you know. I won't force you to do anything you don't want to."

I shake my head. "No, no it's not that. I want to, I do, it's just..." I trail off and avert my eyes, ashamed to tell him why.

"What is it?" Dan gently asks.

"It's just... Well, I am embarrassed. About my body. I am afraid it won't be good enough for you." I admit.

Dan's eyes are filled with so much emotion when he says, "Caela, you are an amazing girl-- inside and out. Don't be afraid to show people who you are because there is absolutely nothing to be ashamed of." he smiles, melting my heart. "And do you really think that this could ever change how I feel about you?"

My breath catches. He really does have true feelings for me. I look at him and slowly nod, taking my hand away and allowing him to pull my dress the rest of the way off.

Dan sits back and looks at my body with an expression of wonder and desire. "Beautiful." He breaths.

That one word fills me with so much happiness that I reach up and kiss him passionately on the lips. He flips onto his back, grabbing me by the waist and rolling me ontop of him. Our bare chests press together, and they rise and fall in unison as we match our rapid breathing. He slides his broad hands all along my back, and I move down so that I can pull off his jeans. He helps me, and I fling them across them room. He is now only in his boxers and me in my bra and underwear. We are pressed so closely together that there can't possibly be any room left between our bodies. Without knowing it, I grind my hips into his. He groans loudly, catching me off-guard. I look at his face; his eyes are tightly closed and his head has rolled back with pleasure. I am fascinated by how I am making him feel, never having done this before. I roll my hips downward again, drawing another deep moan from him. This time though, his hips respond, pressing upwards into me and I suck in my breath. He switches our positions again, spurred on by my reaction, so that he is now on top of me. He grinds his hips into mine one more time, and I can't help but let out a small moan, my back arching in pleasure. He sits back and kisses my body, down my chest and stomach. He's so gentle, his hands and lips are so soft as they trace the lines of my body. He makes his way back up to my face and gently kisses my lips. I can feel how hard he is, pressed up against me, and I slowly reach down until I find his boxers. He draws back and groans deeply once more as his eyes shut and he bites his lip in unbridled pleasure. I love that I can make him feel so good, that I have this kind of power.

Suddenly, Dan rolls off of me and lies flat on his back, breathing heavily. I sit up.

"Are you ok? Did I do something wrong?" I ask timidly.

He looks at me and smiles. "You did absolutely nothing wrong, it was perfect. I just don't want to go all the way, at least not yet. Gotta keep some mystery." He winks and slides closer to me, cocooning my body with his. I sigh, only slightly disappointed that it ended, but mostly happy he's even here. I curl into him, my back pressing up against his chest. My body is still alive from what just happened, but I am exhausted.

I feel a light kiss against the back of my neck as Dan's arms wrap tightly around me and he says, "Goodnight, love. Sweet dreams."

I smile and let Dan's warmth and steady breathing take me away into a deep sleep.