He found me (A Danisnotonfire Fanfiction)

Building Bridges

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That night it was not only me that slept in Phils bed with Phil but Dan as well. I slept lodged in between the both of them, there warmth radiating onto me. I think that was the night I actually got a decent sleep.

I woke up and stretched my arms and legs out like a star fish, being carefully not to hit sleeping Dan and Phil, to realise it was only Phil that was asleep. Dan must have got up to make breakfast. So I gently crept out of the bed and tiptoed out of Phils room down the stairs to the kitchen. It was empty.

Covering my mouth quickly because I had manners, I yawned into my hands. Moving swiftly over to the fridge, my bare feet sticking onto the tiled floor making a weirdly satisfying  sound. I pulled the door open and grabbed the milk from the side door. Pushing it on the counter, I walked to the cupboard where my favourite mug was kept. I drank milk from a mug. Deal with it. I poured myself a little, being careful not to make a mess and placed the milk back in the fridge and put my mug in the dishwasher.

Then my mind drifted back to Dan. Where was he? Anxiously, I walked quietly to his room just in case he was a sleep. I pushed his door open, so that I could see through the crack. But he wasn't there. His bed was made and his room was clean. I gulped down a breath. Maybe he went for a walk. "Yeah that's where he's gone" I muttered to myself, on my way to my own room. I opened my door and walked straight in and jumped onto my messy bed. This was then when I started to realise the pain in my head, it was like someone was squeezing me like a lemon.

I wasn't aloud the key to the medicine cupboard due to past experiences so I wasn't able to get myself any pain killers. So my next idea was to run a hot bath. I dragged my towell out from my draw and put it on the radiator so it would be warm when I come out because come on who likes cold towells. And then I heard a buzz. I rushed into my room and saw my phone on charge. I had forgotten about it completely after these past few days so I lunged for it. I had ignored my YouTube and Twitter and all my friends. I felt a pit of guilt in my stomach. That was then overcome with anger as I saw countless messages and miss calls from Jamie. 

Even his name made me feel nauseous. All the messages were him saying "Answer the phone" or "I'm sorry" or "Let me explain". The truth was I did like him and I did want to hear what he had to say. Because there must be a valid explanation to why another girl Bersted in during our date claiming to be his girlfriend and then punches me in the face. That then brought my attention back to my eye. I was able to see through it more clearly and I was glad because that meant I was able to go back to school soon. I walked back to my bathroom and looked in the mirror. It was purplely green and was still slightly swollen and there was a cut by my nose, most likley from a ring. I fought the urge to touch it. So instead I ran a bath. And when it was done in lowered myself in gentley and relaxed. But Dan was still in the back if my mind. Where was he?