M U T E 》d.h

N I N E T E E N

June 11th, 2016

11:36am

As Dan woke up from his tiring performance last night with Phil. He checked his phone and it blew up with happy birthday messages. His friends, family, co-workers and fans all wish him a happy birthday and saying he's one year closer towards death. He opened a few messages and replied with a thank you. Chuckling from the funny messages he received.

He heard a knock from his hotel door, he chucked on some clothes and opened the door to see Phil standing in the doorway, holding on a bag of McDonalds in his left hand.

'Happy Birthday Dan! I brought you some McDonalds to munch on to start your day as a twenty five year old'

Dan smiled and held his hand on his chest, above his heart. He open his door wider so Phil can walk in.

'Thank you, Phil... Can't believe I'm twenty five.. It seemed like yesterday I graduated school and moving up north to go into Uni... How time suddenly flies by'

'You're finally getting old Dan.. you can see it on your face, you look more like an man then a teenager and yet, you still can't grow a beard'

'Shut up, you'll be turning thirty in the next year you old bastard'

'Hey, let me enjoy my last few months of me being in my twenties... Besides, Martyn said being in your thirties will eventually get better'

'Keyword there is eventually'

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5:05pm

As Dan button the final button on his check shirt, he doubled checked himself in the mirror; his hair, his sleeves and his shoes. He checked his front pockets to see if his wallet and phone was there. He found his wallet but not his phone. He turned his head towards his bed and only see his phone sitting on his bedside table. He grabbed his phone and check to see any notifications. He frowned his eyebrows together when he saw a text from an unknown number.

This better not be a fan getting hold of my number. He thought.

Just as he was about to open his phone and reply to the anonymous message, someone knocked on the door and then soon followed by a voice.

'Dan, we don't want to be late!'

He turned his phone off in sleep mode and put it in his pocket.

'Coming!'

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9:52pm

Dan felt like his whole energy has been drained. Him hanging around a lot of people and been exhausting. But he put on a 'I'm-dead-inside-but-im-smiling-through-the-pain' face to show that he's having a fun time through out the night.

He set himself a curfew to go to bed at 10 o clock, so his energy could bounce back within the next day. He is suddenly getting use to the performing almost everyday kind routine.

He took out his phone and essentials out of his pocket. He took off his clothes and got into bed. He grabbed his phone and had a last scroll through Twitter before he goes to bed. He felt his cheeks blush when he saw fan art from his fandom making Happy Birthday art, along with the hashtags 'happybirthdaydan', which was suddenly trending worldwide.

He exit out of Twitter and stared at his home screen. He released he forgotten about the Unknown message. He pressed his message app and see what was the text.

From: Unknown number
Happy Birthday.
-Eleanor.

His heart fluttered against his chest. He couldn't resist to smile and feel warm inside.
He saved her phone number and renamed it to Eleanor. He was about to reply to her text when he felt uncomfortable in his spot. He shifted to his right and he felt something on his right arm.
It was a llama piñata the someone gave to him as a birthday present for a joke, he couldn't be bothered moving it, he was too tired. His thumbs quickly typing on the touch screen pad, replying to the text. Before turning the lamps off and dozing to sleep.

To: Eleanor
Thank you.

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