Why me [danisnotonfire] HIATUS

Four

D A N

"Thanks for coming with me tonight." She smiled weakly. "Yeah," I grinned. "Anytime."

I quickly hugged her before she entered her flat. "See you Friday." I spoke. "Friday. Bye Daniel." She slowly closed the door. "Bye." I whispered as the door clicked shut. I sighed, heading out of the building.

I returned back to my flat just as my ex girlfriend called. Not really wanting to talk to her, I annoyingly answered my phone.

"Hello?" I spoke, not in the mood to be talking to anyone right now. "Hi Danny! How's it been?! Long time no talk!!" She practically yelled, her high pitch voice blasting in my ear. "It's been fine. What do you need?" I asked. "Perfect! I was hoping you'd ask! I need you, love, to make my friend jealous. So, meet me at Hyde park, come over, make out with me, then I'll pay you 20 pounds, sound good love?" She squealed.
I scoffed, "Yeah right, no way. I'm not going to let you use me to get your way, again. Now have a nice, sorry, horrible day." I hung up the phone and sighed in annoyance.

•••

I was sat in bed, scrolling on tumblr, like usual. There were a lot of Phan art, Phan edits, Phan everything. But one edit stood out to me. It was her and I on the London eye at night, looking at the beautiful lights. Her hands were up against the glass as I stood behind her with my arms wrapped around her waist and my head resting on her shoulder. I'm pretty sure Phil took it, because I remember him standing behind us, being awfully quiet.

It said "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." I smiled as a stray tear slid down my cheek. Without thinking, I grabbed my phone off of my nightstand and called her.

After a few rings, she finally answered. "Hello?" She asked. She sounded concerned. 'Tell her.' The voice inside my mind spoke. 'Screw it.' I thought.

"I still love you."

My heartbeat quickened as I grew impatient for her reply. It took a couple seconds. "Are you th-" "I still love you too." She breathed out. It was like she was swimming up to the top of the ocean for air, but she was so far down she didn't think she would make it to the surface in time. But she finally did, and she let out that old breath, and inhaled fresh oxygen.

I was stiff, unable to speak, my heartbeat slowed down, and I grew calm. "I miss you," I spoke carefully. "I need you." "I need you too." Her delicate voice so low that I could barely hear her. "I have to go." She said. My heart sank a little bit. Was she regretting her decisions? "O-okay." And with that, the line went dead.

•••

I heard a faint knock on the front door. I reached over and grabbed my phone, scanning the screen for the time. 2:38am. Who in the hell would be knocking on my door this late?

I hesitantly made my way through the flat and to the front door. Slowly, I opened the door only to reveal her. She looked tired, and was growing impatient as she waited for me to let her in.

"What are you doing here?" My voice was scratchy, from not talking for a couple hours. "I came here to see you." She whispered. My lips curved up into a smile. I opened the door all the way so she could walk in. She smiled and began to enter, when I got caught off guard. She wrapped her arms around my torso, and rested her head on my chest.

I sighed in relief and wrapped one arm around her waist, and rubbed her back with my other. "Hey... you okay?" My voice was soft, calm, concerned. "Yeah," she took a deep breath. "I'm fine. I just really missed you." "I missed you too."

•••

We were wrapped up in my duvet in the dark. Silence filled the room, until she spoke up. "Dan...? When do you go on tour?" She quietly asked me. I sighed, sad that I won't be able to see her. "3 days." A long silence came upon us. Soon I heard a small, silent sniffle. Now concerned, I asked if she was okay.
"Yeah, I just don't want you to leave." She took a deep breath. It took a couple minutes before I got an idea. I'll have to ask Phil in the morning though.

•••

"...Okay thanks Phil, this means a lot. I'll text you later, bye." I quickly hung up the phone and ran up to my bedroom. She was still asleep, but being the great person I am, I jumped on the bed, instantly waking her from her peaceful slumber.

"Y/n y/n y/n!" I chanted. She responded by lazily covering my mouth with her hand and turning away. I jumped off of the bed and ran to the other side. I know the trick. I passionately kissed her soft lips for a good amount of time. Her eyes soon fluttered open as a smile spread across her face.
"Yes?" She asked. I smiled as I pushed her messy hair out of her face.

"Guess what." "What?" She smiled. "You... are... coming... on... TOUR WITH US!" I yelled excitedly. "WHAT?!" She sat up quickly. "That's amazing oh my god!!" The smile never left her face as she grabbed me and pulled me into a hug. I quietly laughed, my face in her messy hair.

•••

All day she was happy, nothing could honestly ruin her day. I was happy that I caused this emotion. It's completely different from when we were in a tragic situation. I brought happiness, then anger, sadness, and regret, then I brought happiness again, and that made me feel really good inside.

"Dannnnnnn," she whined as she laid her head on my lap that was unoccupied by my laptop. "Hm?" I replied. "I'm bored, wanna play Mario Kart?" She looked up at me, and how could I say no to those beautiful puppy dog eyes. "Get ready to get your ass beat."

Oh hey guys! So... this was quite a chapter. Um, sorry for the late update, I was just really busy with school and shit. Anywho, hope you enjoyed!