“It’s not me.” Dan said smelling himself.
“Your toast is burning.” She smirked and went into the bedroom.
Dan ran in. “No, I can’t touch burnt toast. I need you to do it please.”
“You are so weird.” She said walking back into the kitchen to throw the burnt toast away.
Dan in the meantime ran to the wardrobe.
“We need to talk, go out the window.”
“I’m not James Bond, I don’t just leap out of windows.”
“At the back, there are some bins you can jump onto.”
“Dan! Who’re you talking to?”
“Just myself, I’m working on a song.”
“Oh okay, I might have a shower.”
“Okay!”
Dan looked at Nick, “Come on.” He whispered and they walked out the bedroom into the living room.
Florence came out and Nick dived out of view behind the kitchen counter. Dan looked at him then looked at Florence.
“What?”
“You’re acting strange.”
“I know, what do you want?”
“I need some socks.” Dan legged it as quick as he could to their room and back and threw the socks at her and shuffled her into the bathroom.
“You weirdo!” She yelled out laughing.
Nick got up and smiled. “Still her same old self, not missing me much I see.” He said.
Dan walked to the back window with him.
“Why were you at her place?” Dan asked Nick as he was halfway out the window.
“I was picking up something I left.” He winked showing him a picture of himself and Florence. Before Dan could answer, Nick had jumped down. “G’bye.” Nick smiled.
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FLΔWS - Bastille Dan Fanfic
FanficFlorence and Dan have known each other for ages, and Dan has always been there for her but is he getting tired of all of Florence's problems? Dan means so much to Florence but she can't tell him that or the reason why she is always getting into trou...
