The state of dreaming♡//Sequel to Teen idol

7.

Chapter seven.
Names.

Me and Phil spent about half an hour catching up and talking in Starbucks. Until Dan came strolling in on the phone, looking rather annoyed. He slumped down onto a chair at our table and it fell silent.

"For goodness sake! Call me back when you aren't been so jealous!" Dan hissed then putting his phone down, his cheeks were tinted red from anger and frustration. Phil was looking at him too as Dan started an uproar of speech.

"It's so unfair! Look it's like this cookie, if this cookie here doesn't like this napkin then the cookies partner the fork has to deal with it! But what if the fork wants the cookie and the napkin needs to go away!" He rambled, Phil shot me a confused glare.

"The fork?" I slowly asked only to be shot down.

"The fork Violet! I'm talking about the fork! What else would I be talking about!" Dan exclaimed, I jumped back a little bit slightly startled from his angry tone at me, even though in my mind I knew he was talking about himself as a fork. After a few minutes of uncomfortable silence Phil broke it off.

"So me and Dan leave back for England in a few days, you should bring James and Kian over sometime" he smiled and I shook my head no.

"Just me and James now" I announced, me and Kian were on a 'break' as he called it. But in my head that meant him and his friends picking up random girls and having sex with them and getting drunk until Kian got bored then wanted to start playing number one boyfriend and dad again.

"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offen-" Phil started but I giggled holding my hand up to stop him.

"It's fine, my main focus right now is James"

"My middle name is James" Dan casually stated.

"I know"

Dans phone suddenly started to go off, I looked down at the table to see the name 'babe' on his screen and I cringed on my insides. He got up walking away with his phone answering it and I looked down. What the hell are you doing Violet? Why was I even here? With Dan and Phil of all people. My mind suddenly became flooded with anxiety. I felt as if I couldn't breath.

"Are you okay?" Phil asked as my hands started to shake. I looked up at him, my eyes full with glossy tears.

"I-I can't do this, I'm sorry" I felt myself begin to cry as I jumped from my chair, people started to look at me as I grabbed my purse and ran towards the door. Phil was calling after me but I could just hear the pounding sound of my heartbeat. I passed Dan on the phone, and he watched me run by.

"Violet?!" Dan called and I turned around, my hand covering my mouth as tears rapidly fell from my eyes. I shook my head at him, and it was if we had a conversation in our heads. Everything me and Dan had been through was rushing through all at once overwhelming me with bad and good memories. He slowly put his phone back into his pocket, not taking his eyes off me as I stood before him. His lips were parted, and eyes were glossy.

"What's happened to us?" He asked, my throat had become dry as I saw Phil watching from behind Dan.

"I'm sorry" That's all I managed to get out before turning on my heals and walking away.