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Chapter Fifteen

After we finish the food, I take my plate to bring it into the kitchen. Before I can reach for Dan's, he says: "Wowowow, mate you're not doing anything today." He gets the dishes and walks into the kitchen.
I turn to lay on my stomach, face in my hands. Wow did I get so lucky?

"Dan? What are you doing today?", I ask him.
"Do you mean what are we doing today? You, my lady, are not doing any work today and I have surprise for you later."

***

It's around 9 pm when Dan knocks at my door again. He went home to finish a video, shower and get some more stuff.
"Hello Y/N, can you ple- are you kidding me? Did you really clean your whole house? I told you to not do anything!"
"I'm sorry, I was bored!"
"Ohmygod, only you would do that. Anyways, take this..", he hands me a bottle of red wine. "Daniel, don't you remember what happens last time we got tipsy?", I laugh. Thankfully we can joke about that awkward time.
"I know, I know. That's why I got us..", he searches in his bag, "Vodka! Not tipsy, drunk!"

So the game begins. We watched various cringe compilations, whoever cringes, has to take a shot. The winner gets to tweet off of the other person's phone.
Guess who won? Obviously me.
I took the total of one shot. I even survived Jacob Satorious. I'm impressed by myself.
Dan took about 6 shots.
"Dan, okay let's stop. Dan? You've had enough.", I try to take to bottle from him. "No, no, Y/N, I'm fine. I'm good."
"No lad, give me the bottle."
He finally gives me the bottle and his phone to tweet off of.
My tweet reads: "Sorry guys, no live show tonight because [comment below what Y/N tweeted]!"

"Here you go", I give him the phone back.
"Wow Y/N not too bad. Look at their responses."

Everyone wrote "No", "What", "daddy" or "wtf".

"Oops. They're not happy."

"I'm going to do a live snow- I mean show."

"No, you're drunk!"

"No, no Y/N, I'm fiiiine."

"No you're not, plus they'll recognise my house."

Dan sighs: "Baby, Y/N, don't worry. I don't care. They'll have to get used to you at one point anyways."

"First of all, don't call me baby, you're being annoying. Senondly, I don't want them to hate on me any more."

Dan looks at me and grabs my hand. After I pull it away from him, he puts both of his hands on my shoulders and turns me to look at him. "Y/N, don't be ridiculous, I'll never ever ever let anyone hurt you. And you know that they'll have to get used to it. What if I get married one day?"

"Okay", I reply, freeing myself from Dan's hands.
"Are you sure?" "Yes."