Sunlight beams through my window and pulls me from my dreams.
Opening my eyes slowly, I notice a familiar tattooed arm around my waist and almost gasp out loud.
Shit.
Not a dream.
I slept with Dan last night.
Double shit I enjoyed it.
I had to ignore the pang of guilt and uneasiness a few times but he made it easy to. For once I wasn't thinking about Josh.
For once I felt....loved.
Warm lips touch the back of my neck and I smile, turning over to face a shirtless and gorgeous Dan. Good lord he was attractive.
"Morning love." He grins cheekily, holding my body closer to his.
"Goodmorning. Wipe that cheeky grin off your face, Flint you weren't that good." I tease, knowing full well he was that good.
Possibly the best.
He smirks, bending down to kiss me on the lips, whilst mumbling seductively
"That's not what you were saying last night."
Giggling, I break the kiss and jump out of bed, running my fingers through my hair and throwing on Dans shirt with my PJ shorts.
He whines for a moment, making grabby hands at me.
"C'mon lazy arse I'm gonna cook you breakfast."
He wiggles his eyebrows and follows me into the hallway, taking my hand and quickly, before I can react, throws me over his shoulder.
I squeal loudly, "Daaaan."
He laughs, making his way to the living room before setting me down and pressing his lips to mine for a quick kiss.
A throat clearing sound behind us makes me jump ten fucking feet into the air.
We both turn, facing Chris, Max, Matt and Josh. No one says anything for a while.
No explanations are asked for.
No moves are made.
Josh glares at Dan and me with such hatred I almost burst into tears.
He has no right to be mad. None at all. I almost want to ask what they're doing here in MY house but I know. Band practice.
They all have girlfriends, except for Dan and Josh of course, so I let them practice here whenever they need to. I flinch as Josh begins to speak.
"Have fun did you?"
Looking at Dan, he sneers. "Fucking my best friend. Thanks mate."
"Oh fuck you Franceschi."
My head snaps up at Dans retort.
He continues.
"You treat Claire like shit and she says nothing about it. She's your best friend not your fucking pet you piece of-"
Josh cuts him off with an uppercut to the jaw.
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*dramatic music*
DUN DUN DUUUUN.
Soz yeah cliffhanger woo.
Sorry it took a while to update wanted to make this perfect.
Also sorry it's so short yeah.
K bye lovelies💙
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Makeshift Chemistry (Josh Franceschi Fanfic)
FanficWe all have our demons. Our own hell. Bad decisions, infidelity, it's the same shit. But we also have that one person we'd do anything for. Sometimes that one person hurts us more. Sometimes you've gotta say enough is enough. Sometimes goodbye is th...
