Why Don't We|boyxboy one-shots

Here❊Jonah x Daniel (friendship)

There may be more of these "friendship" chapters, meaning that it isn't a boyxboy relationship between them, just a moment of friendship between two of the boys.

I was listening to music, and had the idea to do some one-shots based off of songs. Each time a new song comes on, I get a new idea for a chapter. So I decided, why not use these ideas. If you have any song ideas for me to base a one-shot off of, then feel free to comment them. Enjoy!

The first half of this chapter is based off of Here by Alessia Cara

•DANIELS POV•
I step out of the uber and my senses are immediately invaded with the scent of alcohol and the eardrum-bursting sound of loud music. I flinch as jack excitedly grabs my hand and pulls me into the house, the other boys trailing behind. I only get more overwhelmed when the door opens up to a slightly drunken looking boy about my age, a red solo cup in his hand.
"Hey jack! How's it going bro?" The guy says, doing some weird handshake with jack.
"I'm great! These are my friends that I was talking about earlier. Jonah, Zach, Daniel and Corbyn" he says, pointing to each of us. "Guys, this is my friend Josh." Everyone waves, except me. I don't want to be here, but for some reason jack decided that it would be a good idea to take all of us to his old friends birthday party. He made me come because he said it would be rude otherwise, since I was invited.
"It's nice to meet all of you guys! I promise you all a fun night. And would any of you like a drink?"He asks, holding up his cup. I look at him with a disgusted look on my face. He puts his hands up in defense. "Ok! But if you do change your mind, drinks are at the table on the right side of the room" he says. I feel kind of bad for being so rude, but like I said before, I'm not a party person. I push myself inside the door and frown at the sight of people stumbling across the floor and pretending to dance to the music, if you could even call it that. I suddenly feel a hand on my shoulder, turning me around. Jack is glaring at me, staring at me angrily with his deep brown eyes.
"Josh is a really nice guy and what you did out there was very rude. Maybe you should apologize" he says, pulling his hand away from my shoulder.
"I think I'll pass on that one DAD" I spit, turning around and walking over to where the music isn't as loud. I end up having to push past a mob of people, angrily shoving a few individuals out of the way. There is the occasional person who try's to shove a drink in my hands, but I just push them out of the way and keep walking. As I'm making my way through the crowds of people, a girl comes up and stands in front of me. I roll my eyes.
"Hey! Would you like to dance?" She asks me sweetly.
"No! Sorry for being rude, but I don't dance" I say, quickly walking out of that scenario. Eventually, I make it into a slightly less crowded corner, which unfortunately happens to be by a large group of people who are very obviously smoking pot. I move as far from them as possible, and slump down on the couch, only to be disturbed ONCE AGAIN by another guy coming up to me. He grabs my hand and pulls me off of the couch. I gulp nervously, and look into his lust filled eyes. I turn my head an squeeze my eyes shut he slams me against the wall.
"Hey cutie. What's your name? I'd be happy to hang with you more in the bedroom upstairs" he says seductively, licking his lips. I put my hand on his chest and push as hard as I can.
"I don't need a boyfriend! I'm not even gay!" I yell. He glares at me and walks away, probably looking for another victim. I slump back down on the couch, crossing my arms with a pout on my face, not before pulling my hoodie's hood up enough so that you can't see my eyes. When I hear more footsteps coming towards me, I'm about to scream out of frustration. But when I look up, it's just one of my other friends.
"Hey Mason" I mumble.
"Hey Daniel! What's up? Why aren't you over there enjoying the party?" He says, pointing over towards the crowd of drunk teens.
"Because I don't like parties. Can you just tell my friends that I'll be over here, and that when they're ready to leave that I'm ready and I'm sitting in the corner by the tv" I ask. He nods.
"Sure thing bud" he says, walking back out to the middle of the room. What the HELL am I doing here, I ask myself. I sulk there for another minute or two before I hear a familiar voice say my name.
"Danny! There you are! I was told that you are in distress so I came to save you." I look up and see Jonahs comforting face staring down at me. I'm confused about how he is going I "save me" until he takes my hand and drags me back through the crowd of people. It takes all of my strength to stay latched on to him and not vomit from the overwhelming smell of smoke and beer. I just close my eyes and let Jonah guide me across the floor. Suddenly I'm breathing fresh air, and I open my eyes to see that I am outside. I sigh in relief and collapse on the ground, letting go of Jonah's hand. I stand back up and engulf him in a huge hug.
"Thank you thank you thank you!" I mumble into his chest.
"Anytime. I wasn't really enjoying the party either. I called an uber before by the way. It should be here any minute" he replies. As if on cue, a car pulls around the corner. I let go of Jonah and run over to it, excited to get home and just go to sleep. Jonah laughs and gets in the uber behind me.

"Here you guys are!" The uber exclaims, stopping the car in front of our house.
"Thanks" me and Jonah say at the same time. Jonah hands the driver our money before we get out of the car and it speeds away.
"Thank you once again" I say to Jonah as he unlocks the door and we step inside.
"And your welcome once again" he laughs, shutting the door behind us. "Hey, how about you go get into your pajamas and we can watch movies until the boys get home or you want to go to sleep" he suggests. I nod and smile. Jonah always knows how to cheer me up. I run upstairs into me and jacks shared room, pulling on a pair of sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt before running back down. Jonah is already there with my favorite movie, Finding Nemo, up on Netflix on the tv. I sit next to him on the couch and lean my head in his shoulder as he presses play. We laugh and smile at the movie as it plays, and I feel myself begin to grow tired. I try to keep my eyes open so that I can finish the movie though. Jonah seems to see the tired in my eyes, because he pulls me into his lap and pauses the movie. "I know your tired. You can go to sleep, don't worry. We'll finish the movie tomorrow" he assures. That's all of the encouragement I need as I cuddle up to his chest and feel my eyes get droopy. "Goodnight Danny" he says, wrapping his arms around my small body.
"G'night" is all I manage to whisper back before falling into a deep peaceful sleep.