i'll try to save you//dan smith

XIV

(an- sorry for the random-ass pic, i just wanted to display how the characters are rn)

joy's pov

i wake up to be wrapped around dan

wait, what?

i slowly remove my legs that were resting on his torso, he grunts then opens his eyes

dan: you alright?

joy: yea, i'm kinda just tangled

he chuckles and scoots over so i can move. i hear dan gasp a bit

joy: what?

he looks to the ceiling

dan: um, are you wearing pants?

i look down to see myself just in my black panties (an- that's such a cringe word, but i couldn't think of anything else)

joy: ohmygod, where are my jeans?

dan: i don't know!

he gets up from his bed, pushing the covers over to me

dan: joy, why don't you have any pants on?

he laughs while speaking

joy: i don't know! i think maybe i got too hot in the middle of the night

dan: aaaah yes, i remember! you were moving around quite a bit

joy: yea, sorry i usually sleep with just a shirt and underwear

dan: i see

we both laugh as dan looks around his room

dan: found them!

he throws my ripped jeans over to me. i start to pull back the covers and stand up

dan's pov

dan: oh fuck sorry, i'll leave

joy: no, you're alright

really now

she stands in front of me, as she slides on her jeans. she honestly has a great body, i've never been a fan of super skinny girls. she has some excess skin (or whatever it is) that slightly hangs out from over the waist of her jeans (like where her hips are). "love handles" i think that's what they're called, i don't know, they're not massive, i love them. she has so may stretch marks, but it's better than the scars on her wrist.  And just now, i'm really seeing her slight double chin it's kinda sexy though i don't know why. but being notified once again that the stereotypical image of a "perfect" women's body only exists in trashy magazines is reassuring. I love every part of Joy's body, except of course the parts that she hurt. I refuse to love those parts because she doesn't love them enough. 

i finally look back to her eyes, snapping out of the trance she's got me in. she notices that i've been staring at her, she looks down and blushes

joy: sorry, i don't know what came over me, i never do that

dan: do what?

right as those words escaped my mouth i knew what she was talking about

joy: you know, changing in front of people. it's not a natural occurance

dan: yea, i get you

we exit my room and i turn on my speakers in the living room, wanting to hook up my phone to them. but it resumes playing what cd i was listening to before

boys and girls wanna hear a true story? 
Saturday night i was at this real wild party
there was liquor overflowing the cu-

realizing it was playing my terrible cover of "what would you do" i quickly unplug the sound system