Vita et Mors - Danisnotonfire and AmazingPhil Fanfiction

Chapter 4

A/N: Okay, I didn't update, it's my teachers fault. They sprang a surprise exam timetable on us! How horrible of them...

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I sat there nervously clutching my phone in my hands. How long had it been again? Ah, yes, thirteen seconds, fourteen second, fifteen seconds, sixteen seconds...

*ding*

"He replied!" Sophie squealed from beside me. "What does it say?"

I couldn't seem to move my fingers. What if he thought I was weird for replying? But... hadn't he been the one to give me his phone number?

"Earth to Gemma! Open that blasted phone RIGHT NOW before I take it off you!"

"Alright, keep your hair on... or what's left of it," I said, looking at her hair which she had recently cut. Before, it had been by her waist, but she cut it so it was half way up her back.

"Shut up! Now, WHAT DOES IT SAY?!" Sophie was getting very impatient.

I opened the text. It read: 'I see you got my number. You shouldn't have left your hat lying around, I needed to make sure it was safe and sound."

"Sophie, before you say anything, I'm going to reply how I like. Hopefully, he won't think of me as the stalkerish danosaur I am."

Quickly, I tapped out: 'What, keep my hat safe as it's so important, or a piece of paper needed to be kept safe in my hat?...'

*ding* 'I reckon you need to be kept safe, falling over all over the place and getting soaked ;)'.

"Gah! This is too much! Sophie, help me!"

Sophie sighed. "Maybe try asking him out for more coffee?"

"What? Is that too weird?"

"Gemma, if you don't ask, you don't get." she said, giving me a pointed look.

"Oh, you want to come along and meet them. Fine, I'll ask." Once again, I texted Dan, asking if we could meet up again sometime soon. As Sophie and I waited for a reply, holding our breath, my phone rang. On the screen, the name read, 'Dan, Master Procrastinator'.

"Really, Gemma? Dan, Master Procrastinator?" Sophie said, looking slightly amused.

"What?" I complained, "it's his official title!"

"Whatever," Sophie replied. "Just answer the bloody phone!"

I swiped right to answer his call and put him on speakerphone so Sophie could hear the whole conversation. "Hello?" I said, my voice trembling slightly until Sophie glared at me.

"Hi, Gemma, how are you?" Dan's voice filled my room and Sophie almost fell off the bed in a fangirl attack. It was my turn to glare, accompanied by nudging her in the ribs.

"I'm fine, thanks, yourself?" I immediately face-palmed, I needed something more witty and clever to say.

"Do you want to meet up at Starbucks tomorrow? It would be nice to see you again." At this point, Sophie really did fall off my bed (quite an achievement, as it was very big) and hit the floor with a bang.

"Gemma? Are you okay?" Dan asked, his voice not concealing obvious amusement and worry.

"I'm fine, that was my friend, Sophie, falling over."

"Gemma!" Sophie hissed, blushing and glaring at me. I smirked back at her.

"Is she okay?" Dan questioned.

"Well, she's not dead. She's fine," I said, as Sophie seemed determined to shrivel me into her crispy dinner with her eyes.

"That's good to hear. Would ten o'clock be a good time to meet up?"

"That's perfect." I said, grinning like an idiot as Sophie sat back down beside me.

"Does Sophie want to come too?" Dan asked. "I would like to meet her."

Sophie screamed, "YES!" then covered her mouth whilst looking incredibly shocked at herself.

Dan chuckled. "Well, see you tomorrow."

"Bye," I said, hanging up and replacing my phone on my bedside table.

"Sophie? We should probably make a new video for our subscribers. Do you want to do a would you rather?"

"Good idea, Gemma. Let's tweet and see what they come up with."

An hour later, we had filmed our video and I had nearly finished editing it. I added the end scene then uploaded it to YouTube. I sent out a tweet saying: 'New would you rather video, go check it out!'

Afterwards, I changed into my pyjamas and brushed my teeth before climbing into bed and setting an alarm for eight tomorrow morning, not wanting to be late to meet Dan and Phil, with Sophie.

A/N: I totally meant to upload this earlier. However, I didn't realise I finished it and just left it sitting doing nothing, unsaved and unpublished. I need to sort my life out.... As always, leave a comment and whatever. Bye.