My Dearest Friend - Daniel Seavey

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    Two weeks passed by and Daniel and I haven't seen each other lately, but also Daniel hasn't seen a single tweet with my name in it.

    I assume that the search has cooled down a bit and I decided to go live on my Instagram.

    I waited for a second until multiple people joined at a time... even Why Don't We fan accounts.

"Hello everyone"

    Now with over 200 viewers, people were saying "hi" back and asking how I've been.

"I am doing great guys... how are you all?" I Asked.

    Everyone chatted with something positive and maybe one or two negative responses. The replies were flying through the chat and it was kinda hard to read what each one of them were saying.

    A comment stood out... "Has Daniel contacted you yet?"

I read the comment out loud and responded with, "nope."

    People mentioned that they have been trying to get Daniel's attention towards me, but failing.

"Thanks guys."

    Ya... thanks. The sooner Daniel finds out then the sooner he will know that I lied about who I was...

    An hour passed and I decided to get off and just relax. This whole Daniel thing is constantly wrapping around my brain... what kind of friend am I?

"Wanna come over to the studio?" I got a text from Daniel. I looked at the text and instantly thought it wasn't for me... but it was.

"Sure... you gonna pick me up?" I texted back.

"Of course, I will be over in 5 minutes."

FIVE MINUTES?!

"Okay." I texted back and then put on my shoes, fixed my hair and brushed my teeth.

Right when I grabbed my small black backpack, keys, and phone, the doorbell rang.

"Oo, just on time." I told myself and went to answer the door.

"Hey! Ready to go?" Asked Daniel with a smile on the other side of the door frame.

"Yep." I Said while pooping the P.

"Well we got company." Said Daniel as the whole band popped into place.

"Woah! A lot of people I have to get to know." I Said as I pushed them aside and stepped out of my apartment, closed the door, and then locked it.

"This is going to be so fun!" Said Corbyn as we all happily hopped down the hall.

    We arrived at the "studio"... aka a house and we were greeted by music producers.

"You can sing right?" Asked Jack as we walked into the studio itself. I catches my heavy breath and hesitated to say no.

"Don't Jack." Said Daniel as he walked past us two.

"I was joking." Said Jack as he giggled and walked behind Daniel. That felt offending somehow, but I just shook it off and walked behind the whole group and then sat on a red leather couch. The whole group was working on an album which to me is very cool. Well the cool part is that I am one of the first people to hear it, not even finished.

    An hour passed and the boys were exhausted. Daniel flopped next to me on the couch.

"There is pizza in the kitchen... want some?" Asked Daniel.

"Actually I ate before we came here." I told him with a smile.

"Well we will be in the kitchen if you need anything." Said Daniel as he rubbed my thigh and then left the room with everyone else. I was alone.