i'll try to save you//dan smith

XIII

Dan's pov

you lean towards despair

I sit at my keyboard

Dylan, what a dick. If I met him I'd make sure he never saw the light again

it's been about an hour since the whole situation with joy, I don't know what to do. I've already cried about it, how does someone so beautiful hate themselves so much?

I try writing some more lyrics, I usually write the best whenever I've got strong emotions

but what is there to gain?
when you're always falling off
the fence that way

several hours pass and I can't take it anymore, I call kyle

Kyle: what now?

dan: I want to apologize for saying what I said earlier, It wasn't my place to tell max that

he sighs

Kyle: it's fine, I talked to him and we sorted it out

Dan: that's good

Kyle: did you talk to Joy?

dan:....

Kyle: bloody hell, do I have to trap you two in a room together?

dan: I tried to talk to her, but she was on her way out

kyle: text me her number and I'll talk to  her

dan: okay bye

I hang up and quickly text Kyle her number

Joy's pov

I get home after a quick hookup to see a text from someone

kyle: hey, it's Kyle. you need to talk to dan, he misses you

he does?

joy: no he doesn't, he's just pitting me

Kyle: no, you guys need each other rn

joy: I'll try

kyle: okay ttyl

joy: bye

ugh!

i'm not gonna just go to him, he'll think i'm pathetic

dan's pov

my phone vibrates, telling me i've received a text

kyle: she should be over any minute

dan: what really?!!!!

kyle: don't be too shocked

dan: i have to look presentable bye

kyle: good luck

i put down my phone and change my shirt, i sit on the couch waiting for her to come knocking.

1 hour later

i've been waiting forever, maybe something happened