Howell (danxreader)

Chapter 5

I was sat at home, alone on a Friday night, like every week, but something felt different this week, I didn't feel alone.
Fridays for most teenagers is a night to party and get drunk or high with friends and do crazy things that when your old you won't get away with, but for me Friday night is a time to relax and think about the week and listen to music and read in my bedroom, when I'm feeling most crazy all I do is paint or maybe dance, I'm not like other teenagers it's not what I want to spend my time doing.
Some call me strange or weird or a nerd but I'm not, okay maybe I'm a bit weird but isn't everyone? Life is so much more fun being weird than being normal, after all normalness leads to sadness.
But this Friday I didn't want to read or listen to music or dance or even watch a film, I wanted to be with someone but I couldn't figure out who. Dan. He was all I could think about tonight, his hair, his eyes, his slight side-smile, just everything about him, I couldn't stop thinking about. I don't know why, it doesn't make sense.
I was starting to miss our friendship, I've haven't missed something this much before.
I began thinking about what Dan had said to me about his friends, why would they put so much effort into ruining my life? But wait, it wouldn't ruin my life, why should I stay at home alone all the time? Why should I sit quietly through life, never crossing the line or speaking my mind? Why should I when it's seems so much more fun to be free?
Before I had time to digest the thoughts in my mind I had picked up my phone and called the one person I was wanting to avoid
"Hey Howell"

"Y/n, what's wrong?"

"Nothing wrong I just, I want a party and I didn't know who else to ask apart from the most popular guy in school"

"I'm coming over"
"Your home?"

"Yeah"

"But it's Friday night"

"Your home"

"But I'm always home"

"I was feeling ill"

"Oh"
Before we even ended the call Dan was stood at my bedroom window
"Hi" I said calmly
"Are you feeling okay?" Dan placed the back of his hand against my forehead pretending to check my temperature,
"Shouldn't I be?" I asked knocking his hand away
"You aren't exactly a party girl" I rolled my eyes at Dan
"Stop quoting me" Dan was still giving me a strange look "I had a change of heart, now can you set up a party or not?"
"Sure, when? Where? Who? Dress code?"
"Tomorrow, here, anyone and casual" Dan nodded before pulling out his phone sending a few texts and putting it away again
"Done" he claimed
"Already? That fast?" I was shocked
"Yeah, so what have you been doing this evening?"
"Sat alone thinking about how alone I am while looking at pictures from when I wasn't alone and reminiscing on those good old days when my parents would home longer than two days at a time and my friends didn't just hang around with me because they pitied me" why was I being so honest with Dan? He was clearly taken back by my answer as he stood silently for a moment before answering
"Can I join?"
"You want to reminisce on when I wasn't alone?"
"I think I recall being apart of your life when you weren't alone"
We sat on the edge of my bed and began looking through numerous photo albums from when Dan and I were younger and did everything together, it was so much better than being alone, we laughed until it hurt and even cried from the memories before Dan had to leave and I was alone again. Why was I beginning to enjoy his presence so much?