- I'm sorry, Dan. - I managed to say between fits of laughter. - Really sorry.
- Don't worry about it. - He grinned and got up, pulling out his hand to help me. I gladly tok it and stood up, immediately holding onto his arms so I wouldn't fall again.
- Ow, shit. - I said as I tried to brush the sand off me. The guys looked questioningly at me. - Who's carrying me back? - I grinned.
- Fiiiine, if you insist I'll do it, whatever. God, you're so needy. - Matt walked towards me and we laughed.
- Thanks, gnome.
- Did you just call me gnome? - He sassily asked as I hopped on his back, wrapping my arms in front of his chest.
- Yup. Gnome. - I giggled.
- Oi, I'm no gnome okay? - He spun around, making me dizzy. We started laughing, until I felt something going on under my t-shirt. My bra magically unclasped itself.
- OW FUCK. - I got off Matt's back and they looked at me confused. - Turn around, look away, close your eyes, just don't look at me please. - They did as I told them too and I sat down on the sand to quickly clasp my bra on again. - Right, done.
- Bra problems. - Kyle said, chuckling. They laughed.
- Hurr durr very funny, Jonathan. - I mocked as Matt helped me up and put me on his back again.
- JONATHAN? - He squealed. - HOW DID YOU...?
- I really don't know. - I giggled as we (they) walked back to the buses. - I'm aware I'm acting like a complete bitch asking you guys to carry me, I apologize for that. - I said after a few minutes.
- Don't worry. - Matt and Dan said at the same time and I smiled. Suddenly, my phone started buzzing.
I got it and unlocked the screen without seeing who was it.
''FUCK BUDDYYYY!'' Peter and Nadia yelled really, really loud. I think Coop heard it - he was in front of us all, and we were right at the back. The guys looked at me and I looked down.
- Shit guys, don't yell so much.
''WE MISSS YOOOOU!''
- STOP YELLING, FOR GODS SAKE. - I screeched towards the phone, making everyone laugh.
''WE HAVE GREAT NEWS!''
- SPILL IT OUT! - I decided to get in their yelling game, seen as they wouldn't stop screaming so soon.
''DOCTOR WHO DAY!''
- I hate Doctor Who. - I simply said and everyone around me groaned.
''WE'RE GOING TO A MUSE CONCERT!''
- I hate Muse. - They all looked at me with weird faces.
''AND AFTER THAT THERE'LL BE AN ARCTIC MONKEYS CONCERT!''
- Oh god I HATE ARCTIC MONKEYS. - I said. Matt dropped me off his back and turned to face me. I started laughing as I sat down on the ground.
- Are you serious? - Woody asked.
''ARE YOU SERIOUS?'' They asked too.
- Yes, a hundred percent. Alex Turner annoys me particularly much.
- Anna, I expected more of you. - Dan shook his head.
- I kissed Lana Del Rey AND Matthew Healy, isn't that good enough?
''ANNA who are you talking to?'' Peter called me.
- Hang in there. - I told him and turned back to Dan. He shook his head. - Let me see what else I did. - I thought for a moment. - I'm sorry, my life isn't that great. - I sighed.
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Weight of Living || The Galaxy Cat Sweater {Bastille || Dan Smith || The 1975}
Fanfictiongave up on editing idgaf *** Anna; depressed, anxious, socially awkward, bullied, talented, shy. Dan; Bastille's lead singer, awkward in general, insecure, talented, shy. Matt; The 1975's lead singer, drug addict, weird, talented, adorable, succes...