Please don't say you love me

Chapter 7 (Part Two): The Next Morning

(Dan's P.O.V)

I woke up with a start, and sat straight up in my bed, did I hear something? I stayed quite for a short amount of time, but I didn't hear anything; I glanced at my phone on the table, it read 8:10am. Nope. Nope. Nope. I'm not taking this shit, it's a Saturday and I'm refusing to wake up before 2pm. I went to bed at god knows when last night, even though I do have the tendency to go to bed at stupid times and then for me to wake up early.

I lay back down only to find that an extremely bright ray of light is coincidently shining in the exact position of my bed. I threw the covers off, marched angrily to the window and violently pulled to curtains, which refused to budge. I'm not waking before 2pm on a Saturday. I kept on thinking to myself, ordering myself. When The curtains decided to co-operate and a literally jumped into my bed, pulled the covers over me and closed my eyes. And I waited for sleep to indulge me. And waited. Until I got so bored I gave in, I would have to get up anyway. I looked at my phone once again, 8:15am; may as well. I threw on some boxers, I didn't want to surprise Phil by walking into the living room only wearing a top that I sub-consciously put on last night. A quick flashback of last nights event popped in, but I quickly tried to put my mind to other things to try and avoid having a never ending spiral of cringe attacks to add the this glorious morning.

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