Daniel Howell Imagines

Drive

A/N: Hey guys, so this one is kinda based off of a car ride I had with this guy that I really like, and as soon as I got home I immediately listened to this song and cried to my best friend. (also, this took me MONTHS to write, im talking since like fucking June-Julyish) P.s halsey is queen

Warnings: explicit language

Song(s) Used: Drive- Halsey

Pairing: Dan x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1401 words (ohh look at that, longer than usual)

Your P.O.V

It was late, must've been around 1:45 am on a Friday night. The party I was currently attending with a few friends was still in full swing, but I was bored. Maybe it was because of the fact that I wasn't drinking, because I had to be the sober driver, but I was bored. My night has consisted of being hit on by my friends and watching my drunk friends act in an animalistic state.

As I was sitting there, thinking about wanting to go home, Dan comes over and sits next to me and leans his head on my shoulder.

"(Y/N), can you take me home? I'm really tired." He asks, slurring his words slightly. I giggle at how childish he looks, feeling butterflied in my stomach because of the close contact we have. I say yes and we stand up and head out the door.

I jump in the drivers seat as he jumps in the passengers seat next to me. We put our seat belts on and then I start up the car. There's something about having this insanely attractive guy in the car with me, that makes me feel so awkward and nervous. I wrap my hand around the stick shift and put the car into reverse, reversing out of the drive way, and then when we reversed out, I put the car into drive, and then we were taking off.

I quickly glance at Dan sitting in the passengers side and he looks so peaceful, so content, his face illuminated from my headlights bouncing off of an exit sign that I just missed. "Fuck" I curse to myself. But Dan, he just laughed at me

I feel like I cant keep my eyes off of him, but as dangerous as that is as a driver, I wish I could just stare at him forever.

It's always been obvious that I like Dan, and it's always been kind of obvious that he likes me, except neither of us are willing to admit it to each other in fear of rejection. And so we drive, and i think about all of the feelings buried inside of me, hiding them, not wanting him to know just yet, but I always feel like I'm waiting for a sign from him that gives me a definite answer to whether or not he does feel the same way about me.

I quickly glance over at him, and the look on his face, maybe he's thinking the same thing, maybe he's thinking about all the feelings that he hides. I guess we let our pride get in the way when it comes to admitting our feelings.

I turn my music on to release some the awkwardness in this silent car. And the first song that comes on is Creep by Radiohead.

"Holy shit, I love this song!" Dan exclaims excitedly as he turns the music up. I let out a little giggle at his excited behaviour. He's everything I could ever want, he is perfection to me, and also Dan managed to sing out the words perfectly in tune; maybe that was because the actual song was playing, so it was easier for him to get the notes, but he did.

We stopped at a red light, and I look at him for a little while, just admiring him in all of his glory. His cheeks red from the alcohol that was consumed, the smile on his face, looking content; his lips. Looking at his lips illuminated by the red light in front of us, it's almost like I can feel his soft lips on my neck and I can't shake off that feeling. It's like a tingly feeling on my neck that nerve goes away.

"What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here. I don't belong here....." Dan finished the song in a harmonious tune, it was quite beautiful actually.

"Oh my god that was so bad" he laughs. Almost as if his laugh is echoing down the high way. His laugh is so compelling, such a joyous sound. His laugh always makes me happy, instead of feeling the hollowness in my chest, I feel happiness.

This whole process was going fairly slow, I mean the whole 'Dan and I' process. Apart of me wishes he woud just make a move already, but then another part of me wishes he wouldn't. Why? because theres nothing worse than getting what you've always wanted, only for it to end up being not what you thought it was gonna turn out to be, and not what you wanted in the first place.

What if that would happen to us? It's something I've had high hopes of for a while now, and what of Dan and I get into a relationship and nothing is what i thought it would be and the both of us wind up being disappointed and hurt. What if?

"What are you thinking about?" Dan leans over to my side of the car and whispers in my ear. The feeling of his warm breath slightly on my neck is enough to send shivers down my spine. I swallow hard, trying not to think about what just happened.

"N-nothing, just trying to concentrate and getting you home in one piece." I joked. I could feel his eyes on me, burning through my skin, and I knew what look he was giving me. His smirking face. "But seriously, it's not important, don't worry about it."

We were stopped at another red light and I looked over at his face, he looked like he was almost disappointed. "Well, you're one of my bestfriends, and i would've thought you would be able to tell me anything that's on your mind." Best friend. Best friend. Best friend. Just bestfriend, and that's all I'll ever be I guess.

"It's a conversation for later, Dan" I sighed as I started driving again, about 5 minutes away from his flat. But he wasn't having any of it.

"Pull over" he demanded

"What? Dan n-"

"Pull over (Y/N) Goddammit!" He shouted. I obeyed and pulled over on the side of the road

"Dan! What the fuck's your problem?" I yelled at him, looking at him like he was crazy (but i was probably the crazy one)

He looks at me, his brown eyes burning into mine. "Fuck sakes (Y/N)! I know theres something you want to tell me! I'm not stupid." I look down after he says those words, contemplating whether or not it's worth it. I look at him with regret in my eyes. Regret for not telling him, but also regret for even having this conversation in the first place. He looks at me almost the same way. "(Y/N), you know I like you, so if thats what you were thinking about, then please tell me. I can't be left with all these questions with no answers to them." Dan confessed softly. His confession should've shocked me, but it didn't because he's right, I knew.

"Then you must know that I like you too? You can't be that oblivious can you?" I admitted, slight annoyance in my voice mixed in with a giggle (if that's even possible). Dan laughed shaking his head.

"Yes, I can be that oblivious." he giggles to himself "So, what do we do now?" Dan asks, uncertainty in his voice.

"Well it's simple, we can't stay here on the side of the road all night. So how about I take you home?" I asked but he smiled and shook his head no.

"Orrrr we could...." He smiles and leans in, closer, closer, closer until i feel his lips on top of mine. We both smile into the kiss and honestly? It's everything I imagined

"All we do is drive. All we do is think about the feelings that we hide. All we do is sit in silence waiting for a sign, sick and full of pride. All we do is drive..."