Summer Time

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Dan gave you an apologetic look then looked at the floor.
  Summer just kept smiling and gushing at you.
   "Ahem. Maybe we should all do something together.  It might be more comfortable for (Y/n)." Phil suggested.
   "Oh nonsense! (Y/n) is absolutely gonna love the night we have planned alone." she gave Phil a look an angry mother gives when their child won't stop being annoying.
   Phil agreed and mumbled that Dan and him would be recording videos. With that they both quietly walked out of the room. Leaving Summer and you alone.
   "Omg! This is gonna be so much fun!" she squealed.
    Jumping up and down in excitement she took your hand and led you to Dan's room.
    The room where you woke up. The room where you were supposed to be staying in. His room. Not hers but not yours either.
    Stop! It doesn't matter! Just focus on this preppy trainwreck and surviving the night with her. You can do this.
    "I have so many things planned for us tonight!" Summer continued as she shut and locked the door behind you. It kinda made you nervous.
   "So.. What do you wanna do first?" you mumbled.
   "Cut the crap (Y/n). Look I know you have a thing for Dan. It's obvious and quite pathetic. Get yourself together!" she screamed then pushed you off the bed on the floor.
   "Listen slut." she took your face in her hand forcing you to look at her.  Looking at her you realized that she was really pretty.
   She had long,golden, curly hair down her back; big,round,sweetheart green eyes; the perfect face all the way down to the little nose and big lips. Gorgeous. So much better looking than you.
   You were drawn back to the present situation when Summer whispers in your ear.
   "Dan Howell is mine." 
    She slapped you.
    "Back away or you'll regret it and things will get much,much,much worse." punching you each word she spoke.You could feel blood start to drip from your nose and mouth.
      "So you little slut I'm gonna leave and you're going to tell them I got a call from my mom and had to rush home."
    "Understand whore?" she continued as she got up and elbowed your neck and kicked your stomach.
   "Good." she walked out leaving you alone in Dans room on the floor a now crying, bloody, hurt mess that couldn't find the strength to move.

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