Words are Words (Dan Smith - Bastille Fanfiction)

Chapter 7

Dan and I had been talking for a while now and strangely, I've enjoyed it, and wasn't at all ashamed to say so. I would never had imagined that I would get on this well with a complete stranger, but somehow today, the tables had turned.
We were sat together in a local pizza place called 'Bravado's'.
We'd killed time by asking each other various questions about nothing, and scoffing our faces with pizza, however I kept reminding myself that this was not a date or anything, emphasising the 'not' because if I wasn't to have a boyfriend, it could probably pass that we were more than friends to passers by. But the truth stood that I did in fact, have a living, breathing boyfriend; Jake. Which reminded me.

Jake.

"Earth to Violet?"

I blinked a couple of times to see Dan waving his hand out in front of my face, chuckling to himself as he threw a chip in his mouth with the other. I wasn't at all listening to a word he was saying, or if he even was. I had just zoned out for what felt like hours. What was I doing?

"Sorry, what?" I laughed, shaking my head, trying to make light of the awkward moment.

"Actually..no, it's really bad, it doesn't matter." He replied, laying his head on the table. I had no idea what he was talking about.

"I..um"

"The name for me..or..a band? Bastille, I thought..cause I was born on that day. I don't know, it's crap..forget it."

Bastille.

It was good. Really good, actually. It clicked. He doubted himself so much, I didn't understand why.

"It's not! It's great Dan, honestly."

I couldn't see his facial expression but I could tell by the position of his cheeks that he was smiling. I placed my hand on his arm, the rough touch of his denim jacket under my fingertips. He looked up from my hand to myself slowly, his light blue eyes gazing in my direction, he began to say something but a sound from the other side of the building interrupted him.

Somebody had just entered into the café, aprubtly enough for me to turn my head, removing my hand from his arm quickly. I looked around the place to realise we were infact, the only people there, with the exception of the recent man who had just come in. Time had gone by so quickly that I hadn't even bothered to look at what time it actually was. I checked my watch, it had just gone over quarter past ten. I didn't even know that cafés would stay open this late.

"I..have to go." I murmered, standing up quickly, not looking him in the eye. This couldn't be happening right now, I...had a boyfriend. I didn't even know Dan. We had just met.

"Oh..are y-"

"I'm fine..I just need to go, it's later than I thought." I looked up at him momentarily before practically running out the door.

"Wai-"

I didn't even know what he was going to say but he clearly realised I wasn't paying attention and stopped the words from coming out of his mouth. The sound of his worn converse were heard squeaking on the floor behind. I didn't want to turn around, I know it would just make me feel worse for coming here with him.

I opened the door quickly, it's force shocking me as it blew in the wind outside. The colour soon spread to my cheeks, making them turn red in colour as the cold hit me. I heard the familiar sound of the chime on top of the door ringing when it was opened seconds later by Dan. Why was he following me? I know I was just walking away from him but I didn't know what to do, I was so confused at this moment and nobody could help me. Dan's footsteps were getting heavier and louder behind me, he was getting closer to me by the second and before I knew it his chest collided with my back. I felt the warmth coming off him briefly before he moved away, holding my arms down before standing back as if telling me to stay still.

"Why are you running away?"

I looked down at the floor. It was a question I didn't even know the answer to. I chewed the inside of my lip before looking back up to see a pair of two blue eyes looking straight at me. My brain finally connected with my mouth,

"I..I'm not running away from you. I know it might seem like it now but it's for my own good..and yours."

Well shit. The words came out of my mouth before I could process them. The only reason I wanted to get back was because of Jake, he would probably be back at home. I know it was my own apartment but no doubt I would come in and find him there again, ready to have yet another argurment with me.

"What do you mean?" Dan questioned. He stepped forward and I looked away, this wasn't going to be easy to explain, and especially to someone I hardly knew.

"It's my boyfriend.. he's probably waiting for me." I muttered, still looking away. I felt guilty for some reason and couldn't bare to keep my eyes focused on anything for a few seconds.

"Oh..." Dan spoke before stepping back, "So..what's the problem?"

"It's nothing, he's just-"

"Just what?" Dan interrupted, unexpectedly. Why did it seem like he cared so much and why was I even telling him this? It needed to stop.

"It's nothi-" I tried to speak but yet again he interrupted.

"Has he done something? Has he hurt you?!"

"What? No! How dare you say that, you don't even know him! I..I don't even know you.. Look..I have to go, this was a mistake."

I began to walk away, leaving him probably shocked, confused and maybe even worried. This time I heard no noises of shoes scuffing on pavements or heavy breathing behind me, all I was left with was the silence of the night.

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