I Make These High Heels Work... Dan X Reader

thnk fr th trbl m8 | Chapter 10

With only Dan and I in the apartment, it can get pretty boring. I mean, yeah they have a wide collection of video games and movies but, they don't seems enough. I can't get the idea of finding my old laptop out of my head!

What could be in there!

A stash of pictures of me and my friends?

My old music?

Old accounts I forgot about?

Dan could see me blank out and he blurts out "LLAMA PLACENTA!"

I come back to reality and I throw a sofa cushion at him "Llama Placenta is blue!" I smile

His face is full of disgust "WHY DID YOU SAY THAT!" He squeaks backing into the wall.

I laugh and stick my tongue out at him.

"No but seriously, what's on your mind?" Dan asks sitting backwards on a dining chair.

I sigh "I just can't get rid of the idea about finding my old laptop... My parents took it away from me for god knows how long!"

Dan looks dull but his face brightens, as if an idea has popped into his brain "I could get it for you!"

My jaw drops; practically to the floor.

"Oh my god you cannot! My parents will freak out" 

Dan laughs "What's the worst that can happen?"

*Time skip brought to you by whole grain oatmeal juice*

DAN P.O.V

This is the worst idea I have ever made....

I am literally 3 yards away from y/n's old house and I can literally feel shivers. She warned me...

The appearance from the outside looks like any normal house, two floors, a front lawn with flowers, a swing set... Everything.

I walk to the door, dropping the empty duffel bag and hover my fist over the door not sure whether to knock or not, but it being minus 10 outside, my freezing hands shiver and knock on the door. I shriek and then ring the doorbell just in case. I hear a faint "I am coming don't hurry" and it takes maximum 30 seconds till a women, probably in her late 40's opens the door with a happy smile.

"Oh Da- I mean, who may you be?" she says in a very suspicious way,but I brush it off, no way can this be y/n's mom.

"I- uh, I" I gulp and blush nervously. She can notice my nervousness and shows a look of concern

"Would you like to come inside da- dear? It's cold outside you don't want to freeze your tail!" she laughs jokingly

"I would love to" I walk in to the house and take my coat and shoes off.

The hallway is pretty simple, an open door to the bathroom right next to the entrance, a dresser with a mirror, an open arch into the living room and a staircase but what strikes me most is the door with a key in the lock, I bet that's y/n's room.

*time skip brought to you by a bucket of fair trade llama hair&

"So what brings you to my home dan, I mean hun! My tongue sure loves to get itself knotted" y/n's mom laughs then sipping her tea, she offered me some but I said no. I feel really suspicious about her.

"It's about your daughter" her smile drops

"What about my disgraceful daughter?" She asks trying to sound less annoyed

"She lives with me and my flat mate" I say sighing, she looks at me weird "Okay that sounded wrong-"

"Just get to the point please" she sighs and takes a long sip from her tea.

"I want to retrieve her old things to return to her, she wants her old stuff back" I say rubbing my hands.

She sets her tea down in a gentle-harsh way, like passive aggressively

"That can't be done" she says blinking rapidly.

Something is up with this woman...

"Why not-" "Because I don't know if your lying to me" she interrupts me and then wipes her eyebrow.

"I can call her right now, I can show you pictures" I try to reason but she stands up.

"Do you want the truth or do you want me to be blunt" 

"Tell me"

"You are a feminist and feminists are stupid, they are just jealous of society and its outrageous, I don't want her remembering you because then she will look up to you more"

I stand up and walk to y/n's old room, I am doing this, I am actually going to take her stuff and leave.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" she follows me, but when I reach y/n's old door, I take the keys and lock myself inside, taking everything I could. I take her posters off her wall and it takes me about 4 minutes; now her mom is seriously banging on the door. I quickly get a chair and put it under the handle. I stuff some of her favorite books in, and lastly her laptop, charger and phone. All the information this computer has... I take the rest of all the miscellaneous crap she might need. I try to stuff the last of the things she needs but it wont fit. I facepalm myself and look for another solution; her mom stopped banging on the door. I open her mirror door closet and find a suit case in side, perfect. I open the bright/dark p/c suitcase and throw it on her bed, collecting everything inside this room, besides furniture of course.

I'm done. I scan the room and notice it's emptiness. 

How will I get out?

I look at the window and then the door. This time, the door is being chainsawed down. 

I freak out and frantically jump on the spot when I see the blade. I slide open the window and jump out; rolling the suitcase behind me I run to the car and get it into motion, opening the backdoor for the suitcase. I get in the driver's seat and drive off. Y/n's mom running out the house and yelling at me.

Y/n owes me.