The Player Games (Dana Vaughns Love Story)

Chapter Twelve

I woke up the next morning, a smile on my face. I jump out of my bed, grabbing an outfit to wear for the day. Once I was dressed in a muscle tee Nirvana shirt, covered on the arms by a leather jacket, and some black leathered jeans, I applied mascara on. I head down the stairs, just in time to hear the doorbell ring. "I got it!" I yell to aware my parents. I run towards the door, while pushing my backpack on my back. I open the door to see Will standing in front of me. I smile at him, before turning around. "I'm going to school, love you guys!" Though my parents may still be asleep. I turn back to Will grabbing his arm, pulling him out. "Okay so where are we going for breakfast?" I ask, walking next to him to his car. "Denny's." He answers, unlocking his car. "Do we even have enough time for that?" I ask, climbing in. "When your in high school, time doesn't matter, remember?" I giggle, buckling my seatbelt as he does the same, before putting his keys into the engine. "Okay then." I agree. I put my feet up onto the dashboard, turning the radio on. "You seem so punk rock today," Will says, laughter in his voice. "Good, that's what I was aiming for," I say, putting both hand into a rock sign. He shakes his head, focusing on the road. I sing along to the song that was playing, which was Black Widow by Iggy Azalea and Rita Ora.

Will and I arrive at Denny's after some small talk. Our Denny's was a little way out, and it was stationed on top of a little hill. I smile at Will and get out, making sure to drop my backpack on his car floor. Once he gets out, and locks the doors we head inside where were sat right away. "So, why some big breakfast?" I ask. "Is there something you need to tell me?" He shakes his head, picking up a menu. "I need to talk to you," He answers. I give him a look to continue, which he does. "So, you parents will be heading out soon, and I just want to make sure you are okay?" "That's not what you needed me for, there's more. But to answer your question, I'm fine. They started this business they can't quit it now," I answer with knowing he was lying. Him and I both have quirks when we are lying. He will graze his hands over his lips before gently biting on his pinky finger. I, will lick my lips then bite them. But that was a moment when he did the quirk. "What is it really?" He sighs, putting his menu down. "I don't want to sound annoying for asking again, but how have things been with Dana, truthfully?" I smile at him, pressing my menu down onto the table. "Amazing!" I exclaim. "He took me to meet his grandparents last night. We all talked and everything and we got closer you know? It was gr-" "Wait," He cuts in. "Hold up. You met his grandparents? You met Mary and Phil? What, how?" I raise my eyebrows at him, "He took me..." "This means something Arizona! This means something big! He is falling in love with you! That's wow. Don't hurt him. Please?" Like I had told Dana last night, I really couldn't. I knew that someday I would end up falling in love with him and I found it a little stupid that I was playing this game. Couldn't I fall in love like normal teenagers? "He has already established this," I answer with, just as the waiter comes and takes our order. "We both know that we like each other so."

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When Will and I got out of Denny's. we decided it would be too late to go to school, so he just dropped me off at home, where I was greeted to an empty house. I run up to my room, getting changed into an oversized sweater with some shorts underneath. I watch Netflix - more specifically sherlock, because season three has just came out- until I hear the door downstairs open. I head downstairs, my hands covered by the sweater because god knows all girls do that. I was greeted by the angelic face of Dana, who's eyes were full of worry. "Why weren't you at school? I was starting to worry about you? Did you get sick? Ar-" "Dana, I'm fine," I say, pulling him into a quick hug. "We just got out of Denny's late so decided to just go home." He sighs, taking my face into his hands, kissing my lips. "I thought something bad happened! You need to text me these things, at least," He says, and I giggle at how much he cared about it. "I will next time, okay?" He nods his head. "Okay," He says, kissing me again, but long this time. "So what are we doing?" "Watching Sherlock," I say grabbing his hand, and pulling him upstairs to my bedroom. He chuckles.

"Yay."

(I will have more most likely tomorrow I'm so sorry for not updating, I had like major writers block and then I saw all of your comments and was like Woah I need to update so here it is yay!)