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Chapter Hundred and Twenty-Seven

"What the..?", I wake up and look over to my right to see the clock.

3 am. Definitely not room service or the housekeepers.

I wait for another knock to see if someone accidentally went to the wrong floor, but seconds later another one follows. So I untangle my legs from the bedsheets, throw on a dressing gown and quietly walk up to the door to look through the spy. That doesn't do much since all I see is some black fabric. Only when that suspicious someone begins to hiss: "Oh shit. Probably wrong here.", and turns around, I immediately know who it is: "Dan..?"

Instead of dramatically opening the door, jumping into his arms and kissing him, I stand there for a moment and take a couple of deep breaths before opening the door.

"Dan?", I ask now, standing at the door and scratching my arm.

Mildly confused he turns around and his expression changes to a calm smile: "Hello gorgeous."

I press my lips together while smiling back and opening my arms for an awkward hug.

He comes forward and pulls me closer to him: "I've missed you."

"Me too.", I say and politely ask if he wants to come inside. Just when we walk inside, I notice the luggage he is carrying behind him: "Wow. It's even more beautiful in real life.", he says stunned and looks around the dimly lit room.

I nod and sit down: "So... how come you're here?"

He doesn't sit down next to me which is normally what he insists to do, but sits opposite me on a little sofa: "Phil, Louise, Joe, Alfie, me and some other YouTubers are here for the annual creator summit.
"Cool.", I say and immediately regret my choice of words. It sounds like I am extremely unhappy he is here but the truth is that it is just incredibly awkward to see him after not really having the best relation with another in the past days.

He acknowledges the awkwardness by saying: "This is... odd."

I nod again and pull my robe tighter.

He sighs and falls back on the pillows.

We sit there in silence for what feels like forever before he finally sits up again, walks up to me to sit down besides me and looks at me while sighing: "We need to talk."

"Obviously."

"I'm sorry."

"Genuinely or because you're here now?"

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Are you genuinely sorry for ignoring me or are you just saying that because you're here now and it would stay awkward if you didn't?"

"Genuinely."

"And that took you, what, a couple of days? To say 'sorry'?"

"Actually travelling across half of the world to finally see you again took that long."

I let out a small laugh: "You're mainly here because of work. Which is funny because you're pissed about me being her for work. And don't act like you've only been weird for these few days."

"Oh my god.", he groans and throws his hands in the air, "I'm upset about the possibility of you staying overseas when I want you with me at all times, is it that weird?"

I remain quiet for a few seconds. Him reminding me of his love for me almost puts a hole in in my heart: "No. Dan. Don't you get that I missed you like crazy? Every day I wanted to talk to you about everything I did and I wanted to know how you felt and what you did. Only because you don't like the idea of me possibly staying here, doesn't mean we can't talk about it like adults."

"Let's talk about it like adults then."

"Let's go."

"I'd prefer it if you'd come back with me after the work is done. I miss you in my life. I almost feel like I have withdrawals. You being here and me being there is not something I can imagine in the future, if I'm honest. As much as I want you to fulfill your dreams and be happy."

"You're going to have to imagine it because I'm sure Dan. I'm staying in New York."