I woke up to see Daniel not beside me, I shut my eyes groggily then immediately do a double take and bolt upright. I look at the empty space beside me and immediately get worried. I jump out of bed, and don't bother to get changed out of my red pyjama shorts and grey top. I slide my feet into my slippers and run to the kitchen to see the everyone awake.
"Where's Daniel?" I ask. They look around at each other, like they're hiding something and they're not telling me. "Guys?" I ask getting kind of pissed. "We...aren't exactly allowed to tell you" Corbyn speaks for the group.
"Wow. Thanks guys" I say sarcastically and walk out the door. I walk around L.A looking like a maniac in my pyjamas but at this point I don't care, I just wanna find Daniel. As I searching, I see Daniel sat on the edge of a fountain and I smile happily and begin speeding towards him, but I as I walk further, I realise there's a girl sat beside him.
I walk up to him with tears in my eyes. "Wow Daniel" I say and before he could say anything else I ran off. I ran to the all too familiar park, sitting down on the bench wondering why he would do that. A part of me believes that he's innocent but how can my eyes deceive me? Soon enough I see him entering the park and running towards me. I stand up and turn around but I feel his familiar hands stop me.
I detach my hands from his and turn around, facing him. "Look Mia, I promise, it's not at all what it looks like, I was-" he starts but stops himself. "Well? You was what?" I ask, folding my arms across my chest. "I...I can't tell you" he says looking down.
"Well then don't talk to me until you can" I say and begin to walk back home, I knew he was hurt, but so was I. I walked back in and everyone looks at me guiltily and I just walk back upstairs. I spent hours in our bedroom till Daniel walked in. I'm not gonna lie, it's hard to stay mad at him but I'm stubborn too and I got up and exited the room. He grabbed my hand once again, it felt good, but I had to resist.
"Please talk to me Mia, it's killing me" he says, his voice breaking, I fight the urge and detach my hand and go to the lounge where everyone else was. I had brought a blanket and a pillow and everyone had got the message and scattered to bed, giving me a concerned look before leaving.
Needless to say, I got zero sleep that night...
***the next day***
I probably got 5 mins in before everyone came piling downstairs, and by everyone, I mean Daniel and of course I took that as a cue to leave and go get ready. I couldn't help replaying the image of his red puffy eyes and face in my mind and the thought of him crying broke my heart. But unless he tells me, I'm standing my ground.
At breakfast, Daniel announces that we are having a party. Great. He's probably just gonna use it as an excuse to talk to more girls. I put my plate away and go back upstairs at the thought of it. I probably spent the hours on end In there because then Taylor came into my room.
"Why aren't you starting to get ready?!" She asks coming in with an array of clothes, shoes, hair stylers and makeup. "I'm not going to the party" I say like it's obvious. "Oh honey no" she says pulling me up. I sigh as she continues, "You are my best friend okay? And you are going to glam the fuck up and show Daniel what he's missing out on" she says looking at sternly.
I give in, "Fine" I say holding my head back annoyed that I can't say no to her. She squeals excitedly and let's me pick an outfit. After about 2 hours of getting ready I finally finished: Outfit:
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