dan's pov.
I didn't see kyla or my parents after they came home. I guess they fell asleep, probably from jetlag. I went back to bed and tried to get some sleep. I woke up and saw that it was 1 PM already. I got up and put on some clothes. my favorite dark skinny jeans with my twin peaks shirt. I felt hungry but i'm way too lazy to make myself something, so hot chocolate it is. it was still way too hot to drink so i was just walking around the house with the mug in my hands, waiting for it to cool down. I somehow ended up in front of kyla's room. again. the bags were gone so i guess that she has taken them inside to unpack.before i realised what i was doing i had already knocked on her door. idiot i think to myself ,what if she is sleeping. but she wasn't cause i could hear a soft "come in". I walked in and said "hi" omg dan, what are you doing?!
i think to myself. she was unpacking and i saw that she was frustrated. i put down my mug of hot chocolate and asked if i could help. "yes, actually you can. you see that shelf there? could you put this there. i just can't reach it...." she gave me a box filled with about 20 books.
I put them on the shelf and turned around to face kyla. She was angrily putting clothing in the closet, but when she dropped a shirt for the third time she just screamed out loud. I offered to help but it just angered her more. I looked at her a bit scared but stayed where i was.
"dan, i don't need your help! do I look like someone who needs help? why are you still here?"
I take a step backwards and fall on her bed. she just keeps on yelling, and I can see that she is on the verge of tears and then she just becomes quiet. out of nowhere she starts to sob in the middle of the room. At first I just look at her but a voice in my head yells what kind of guy are you? do something. i walk towards her and snatch the mug of still hot hot chocolate from the desk and hold it in front of her like some peace offering. "I am sorry..." she looks at me really confused. her blue eyes look even bluer with all the red from her crying. then she bursts out laughing. Now it is my turn to look confused. "your face.. haha... I ...haha... am so sorry for yelling at you."we are both laughing when she awkwardly hugs me. I hug back, still holding the mug in my hands. She lets go of me and takes the mug from my hands, takes a sip and smiles. "i have been quite an emotional mess since... And I just needed to let that out.
I wish you hadn't seen that but yeah.. you did".
We talked for a bit and after a few minutes I had gained enough courage to ask her about music.
"kyla, do you like music?"
"of course. why?" she answered
"I sort of eeem heard you singing earlier, you sound amazing!"
"no dan, I don't. but thanx for the compliment anyway. The song isn't even finished yet.''
I am pleasantly surprised, maybe we could sometimes write songs together. "you wrote it yourself? it is amazing, way better than what I write." I hope she gets the hint because I feel way to awkward to ask her a second time. "you write songs too?? that's funny. maybe we could help eachother sometimes. but first: sing to me. you have heard me sing already." she gives me an evil smirk and I know I have no choice. I sigh. "ok. But I am not singing the whole song it is called Alchemy."
"..you want alchemy, right out of me. you want alchemy-y-y ...."
o shit dan, she probably didn't like it.what now?
she saw how my smile disappeared. " my god, you think I hated it don't you? I am quiet cause it is just ... wow." we are now both awkwardly blushing and I try to escape from the room.
too much uncomfortable-ness in one room. "where are you going dan?" ooh crap "I am just uum going. I have uum things to do... see ya later." "ok, bye smith"
I walk to the livingroom, collapse on the couch and sigh. this is going to be one hell of a year.
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sanctuary (a bastille/dan smith fanfic)
FanfictionOne day a 17 year old Dan gets a phone call from his travelling parents, saying something terrible has happened. They'll be home soon, and there will be a guest with them. A story about: grief, love, dealing with problems and a little bit of humor. ...