Chat// Daniel Seavey

FIFTHTEEN

The name and the word made my heart clench

"D-Dylan?"

"Yes" he walked to the couch, dropping his bag in the floor, slouching on the sofa next to me

"D-Dylan? As in Dylan Dibello?"

He nodded sadly

I chuckled, not even knowing what to do. Cry or just cry

"Wh-what did he say?"

"He asked for Jeffery"

My heart dropped. My brother's best friend was injured too. Who I had completely forgotten about. Speaking of forgetting, he has short term memory loss

"What did you say?" I didn't even feel like crying right now. Even though my cramps were killing me.

"I said that he, you know..."

"oh" I nodded "And how did he react?"

"Not to good" he swiped his hand through his hair

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"So you're saying that Jack isn't- well wasn't your only sibling?" Daniel said from the other line, as he passes his large hands through his fluffy brown hair

I nodded

He sighed, frowning and I saw gloss on his eyes

"Awww no baby don't cryyy" I giggled

"How am I supposed to not be crying meanwhile my girlfriend lost her brother ten years ago" he whined

My heart fluttered "Hey, it's okay" I smiled "Even though he isn't with us, live and in stereo, he's right here" I pointed at my chest

He furrowed his eyebrows "In your bobbies? Man that kid must be very lucky" he returned back to his old goofy self

I had to laugh at his goofy ass "No you silly ass"

He looked at his butt

I groan as his 'taking it serious' mood

He looked back at the camera with a huge grin on his face

"What?" I asked as I started Dutch braiding my hair

He just kept smiling, his blue eyes got darker by the second, meaning that he was focused on something "What?" I repeated

"I just really love how you do your braids" he giggled making my heart grow out of my chest

He was just so fucking adorable

I smiled "Do you want to know how?"

He looked at me with a huge smile plastered on his face "maybe"

I rolled my eyes at him "Get something with hair" after seconds of saying that, I realized that, that sounded so wrong in so many ways, making my face loose all of their colors, I was sure

He looked at his crotch with no expression whatsoever "Is my dick hair long eno-" before he could even finish saying his sentence very seriously taken, I cut him off

"STOP" I yelled bursting out laughing "JUST STOP"

"okay" he muttered still looking at his crotch, showing a cute double chin, his face was rested on his shoulders and his eyes were resting on his wonka

A smile creeped up upon him, making me laugh

"Get Angie or a Manneq-"

"ANGIEEEEEEEEE" he yelled

"Oyih" Rolled out of my mouth

"WHAT"

"COME UPSTAIRS PLEASE"