Years ago your family had to move, leaving your best friend behind. But now that you're an adult and done with college you've decided to move to London. It's a new chapter in your awkward life with an oddly familiar looking upstairs neighbor! And it...
Preemptive A/N: This takes place a little over a week after the last chapter. Cause time skips are fun, right?
I was sick, there was no denying it. So of course I had to call in sick to work and text Dan to let him know that I wouldn't be up to our planned date. But I hadn't expected he'd race down to my apartment to take care of me. I'd only relented and let him in because the knocking had been making my headache worse.
I'd told Dan he didn't need to take care of me since it would probably just result in him getting sick but he'd kept insisting and I finally gave up, not wanting to argue. Dan had sent me back to bed and made sure I'd stayed properly hydrated the entire day, even making me some chicken noodle soup for me when I'd gotten hungry.
"You're so domestic," I teased.
"Don't act like you don't love it," he said, holding a bowl of soup out for me. "Now eat."
I smiled politely and resisted the urge to be a smart ass. It seemed like a bad idea to piss off the person holding a hot bowl of soup. "Thank you," I said as I took the bowl and began eating.
Pretty soon I'd finished the soup and was snuggled into my blankets, drifting off into a much needed nap. I didn't know how long I'd been asleep by the time I woke up in Dan's arms.
I looked back at him and sighed, smiling slightly at his sleeping face. I looked back at the wall and shook my head. He was definitely going to catch whatever I had now. "Idiot," I sighed to myself.
Though, despite how dumb it was of him to be cuddling me when I was sick, I really did appreciate the feeling of just being held so close to him. I felt secure and safe. Despite all the anxiety and doubt that usually filled me, I knew in that moment that I was safe and wanted by at least one person. And that person was the most amazing person I'd ever met.
I let myself soak in the feeling, just relaxing into Dan's hold for as long as I could. But I eventually had to get up due to dehydration and my headache kicking in. "God... it's like a never ending hangover," I muttered hoarsely.
I moved to get up but the movement only made Dan hold me closer. "Dan," I said, squirming slightly. "I have to get up,
"Noooo," Dan whined, burying his face in my hair. "Five more minutes."
"I'll be right back Dan, I just need to get some ibuprofen and something to drink."
"Mm... can you get some for me to?"
"Not feeling well?"
"Mm-mm..."
"Okay, but you have to let me get up."
"Noooo," Dan said, pulling me yet closer.
I sighed, stretching with all of my might to grab my phone, thankful that Dan hadn't moved it from the bed when I'd fallen asleep. I quickly opened the Facebook messenger app, wincing at the brightness of the screen.
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