Cliché (Dan Howell/Danisnotonfire)

Chapter 25- PJ?

Stacey's idea was genius, the fact that I could go to Australia by the sun as the beach and still be able to be around her was far from what I could think of.

The following days were spent packing and taking my furniture from my home.

Dan was completely oblivious, and hadn't shown himself to anyone. The Internet, his family, friends, or even me.

I was relived that he hasn't tried to come back and beg again, I wouldn't be able to deal with it. I would crave more of him, his touch, his warmth, just him. And if he turned up, I would crumble instantly and stay here. Right now I'm teetering on a knives edge, the slightest wobble will bring me crashing down onto the hard cold floor.

Right now I was going through photos the odd one or two of me and my family, but the majority of me and Dan. Most of them were just pointless mug shots of each other. But every now and again I would come across and extremely cute and adorable one.

My hands dug right to the bottom of the small cardboard box. I grasped a few photos laying aimlessly at the bottom, and I pulled them up through the rubble.

I flick through the pointless photos, before stumbling across one that particularly hard to look at.

Dans lips were softly placed onto my cheek, as I scrunched up my nose, but still pulled him closer. My eyes teared up, and small droplets escaped the corners of my eyes.

My hands grasped the photo tightly creasing the edges slightly as my knuckles went white.

All of a sudden, a knock sounded at my door. Standing up, I pulled the door back warily.

To my surprise, PJ stood before me. His brown hair was ruffled as last time I saw him.

But why was he here? was it to convince me to go back to Dan? or to chat? we never really took much interest in each other before.

I had only met him at the New Year's Eve party. And the majority of the time I was talking to him at all I was completely drunk out of my brains.m

"Not to be rude or anything... but... Why are you here?" I ask as I watch PJ walk around my room non-chalantly.

"Well... I urm... took a great interest in you over the past few days" He says, sitting down next to me on my bed.

"Right... I don't know if you recall that we've only had one brief conversation, and the majority if the time we have spent in each others presence we were not drunk off our heads!" I laugh.

"Well, for the conversation that we had, I could feel quite a connection, you know?" He pushes.

"Suurrreee" I agree sarcastically.

"So... I was wondering... would you go on a date with me?" He asks. My eyes widen in shock as he sits there, persistent to know my answer.

"I'm sorry PJ, I'm recovering from the incident with Dan, and we don't even know each other that well, I'm sorry I don't think it would work" I try to reason with him.

"Please Erin? I really just want to try it out with you... you never know it may work" he pleas.

"...I don't know PJ..." I waver.

"It's decided then! I'll pick you up at 7"

"Wait...I-" I try to say no.

"Wear something fancy, were at luguini's Italian" He says as he skips out of my room.

I sit on my bed, baffled. PJ just forced me into a date. I hardly know the guy and he got me into wearing fancy clothes and meeting him at an Italian restaurant.

I look at the clock. 5:50. I quickly pull out a random dress. It was my high-low dress, with my batman t shirt hung over the hanger.

This was my outfit for my first date with Dan. I remember how Iona picked it out for me. How I was so confused as to how she got me looking so beautiful.

That reminds me, I needed to go over to mums house to break the news about Australia to all of them.

I put the outfit back into the wardrobe and wipe the tears from the corners of my eyes.

Pull out a white skater dress, with three quarter length sleeves.

I put on some brown sandals, and a couple of gold bangles, before putting on some brown smokey eye shadow, before leaving my hair in its natural blonde ringlets.

I look at the clock: 6:48. I open up twitter and read through a couple of tweets.

Where the hell is Dan?!

Follow?

Your sooo pretty! #Jelly

Dan is mine you whore

Is it true your dating a guy called tony?

I retweet and favourite a couple, before following a couple of people.

All of a sudden, I hear a knock at my door. I pull back the door to reveal PJ, dressed I jeans and a Tshirt. With his hands stuffed in his pockets as he swayed from heel to toe.

"I thought you said fancy?!" I exclaim, looking at his sloppy attempt.

"I know" He replies smugly as he takes my hand and starts running down the stairs.

I scream at his sudden outburst, but laugh as he make turns and bends, attempting not to smash into walls.

When we reach the bottom, I turn to face him.

"What was that about?!" I squeal.

"We have to be fast!" He yells, once again grabbing my hand and pulling me into his car.

We both sit there laughing as we try to catch our breath.

"You know, we didn't have to run, I just wanted to get there quicker so I could have more time to spend with you" he smirks as he pulls his seatbelt over his chest.

"Hey!" I slap him playfully on the arm.

*

We arrive at the restaurant and I was instantly blown away by the beautiful architecture.

Ivy crawled up the tall brick walls, with small twinkling lights illuminating, the outdoor area, where happy couples at and laughed with each other.

After a couple of minutes, I catch PJ staring at me, smiling smugly.

"Are gonna go inside or?" I ask.

"Oh I'm not... you are" what?

"Wha-"

"Well I figured that if I asked you out to dinner you wouldn't feel reluctant,well you were but you still came" he interrupts.

"But why would you not be coming in?" I ask, a little humiliated.

"Because I have a girlfriend... your eating with him" He points out of the front window, to a boy I recognised all too well.

He was dressed in a tux, with a bouquet of flowers, all my favourite.

It was Dan.

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OMG THE CLIFF HANGER RIGHT NOW IS TOO MUCH LIKE NO.

Sorry about the long wait :/ I was a bit busy... with... YouTube.

Oh so you have a channel?

No... but Dan and phil do, and I've been busy watching all of his and Phil's videos for the fifth time <3

Your a poo

Not a poo, but a very unorganised person.

Well that was an actual conversation I had I my head :) glad you could experience that little glimpse into the mind of Erin :)

Hope you enjoyed the chapter and don't forget to vote and comment what you think is going to happen... also comment 'Poo' if you read this far because I'm even boring myself...

BYEEE

~Erin x