Fine Line Between Love and Hate | Dan x Reader High School

Juice

Hey.

Shane's video. Urgh.

Enjoy~

(y/n)'s POV

There was a loud crash and I yelped, falling off the couch. Dan fell with me, catching himself before he crushed me.

"Sorry!" I heard Phil's voice call from the kitchen. I let out a groan, sinking into the floor.

"Good morning beautiful." Dan said. I felt my face heat up to a capacity I didn't think was possible.

"What?" I squeaked, suddenly very aware of how close he was. His eyes widened suddenly and he scrambled off me.

"Oh my God I'm so sorry." he said. His hand found his neck, rubbing awkwardly as I sat up.

"Good morning to you too." I said, awkwardly. I caught eyes with Zoe who was grinning. I stood up and left, not even wanting to think about falling asleep with him.

Again.

I headed into the kitchen where Phil was with my mom, cleaning up a broken cup.

"I'm so sorry again Ms. (l/n)!" he said.

"It's no problem Phil. I don't mind." she said.

"Can't trust you for five minutes huh?" I said, chuckling.

"Oh (y/n). Good morning." he said. I felt my face heat up at the morning greeting.

"Good morning." I said. And indeed it was. I swallowed and pulled out 4 cups for everyone. I stared at my cup, far too distracted to know what I want to drink.

"You okay?" Phil asked. Dan and Zoe walked in, Phil's question catching their attention accompanied by my mother's stare. I nodded, suddenly remembering that I wanted juice.

"Juice?" I asked, looking over at the 2 in the doorway. They both shook their heads. My mom headed out, not wanting to be caught up in teen stuff and Phil took a seat at the counter. "Juice?!" I asked Phil.

"Uh, yeah sure." he said. I headed over to the fridge, searching through it, letting my mind wander to anything else than what I was thinking about now. Of course it wandered to something else Dan related and I realized that I would have to kiss him again tonight. I pulled the juice out, only to see to see it was empty, everyone watching me.

"What?" I asked.

"Are you sure you're good?" Zoe asked.

"I'm a-okay." I said, flashing a smile. "I just wanted apple juice."

"Are you ready for the performance again tonight?" Dan asked, the subjest brought away from me and my juice.

"Ready to perform yeah. Ready to have the cast call me Gabriella when I walk into a room no." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Yeah, they do that a lot." he replied, taking a seat and pouring himself milk. ;)

"Like I don't call them by their character names. Or like...talk to them at all." I said.

"Drama kids can either be fun or douchebags you know that." he said.

"I feel like Drama club is like a whole different world." Phil comented.

"It is." I replied. "And now I'm realizing I really don't like the kids we're working with." I said, turning to Dan. He was already looking at me.

"Yeah, they're not too great." Dan realized.

"Especially that Dan kid." I joked, sipping my juice.

"Yeah, and don't get me started on (y/n)." he exaggerated, playing along with me.

"You 2 are dorks." Zoe said, putting her cup away.

"What you don't want breakfast?" I asked. She shook her head, her eyes flickering. 

"I need to go meet up with my mom for breakfast." she said. "Good luck with the show tonight." she said. She got up to leave and I followed her to the door. I eyed her suspiciously.

"Have fun at breakfast." I said. She nodded. "Tell me what you eat." I said. She eyed me and I nodded her off. I had no idea if she was dieting or anorexic, but I was suspicious. Zoe rarely ate around me. She seemed happy and healthy, but lately I saw her eating slow to a stop. I'd have to ask her about it. 

"Hey, I'm going to head out too." Phil said, waving a goodbye. I watched him leave and headed back into the kitchen.

"You just want to hang out here until we head back?" I asked. Dan nodded and sipped at his milk. There was an awkward pregnant silence, both of us staring off into the distance. 

"Hey (y/n), do you mind if we practice the end a bit. I feel like it was rough last night." he said.

"That's what she said and yes." I said. He smiled slightly and we headed to the living room for more space. I began with a line and we marked the dance sequence, singing softly as well. Then came time for the kiss and I openly grasped his shoulders like I was supposed to, his arm wrapping around my waist. I expected him to stop, but he pressed his lips to mine. My eyes shut and my hands went to his neck, holding him. He suddenly seemed to realize what was going on and pulled away, pushing me back. I stumbled slightly.

"Sorry I just got a little, uh, wrapped up." he said.

"It's cool." I said, putting my fingers over my lips momentarily beofre shoving them down to my side, curled in an anxious fist. "Video games?" I asked, changing the subject.

"Yeah. That." he said. I turned away, little did I know, leaving him with a sad look on his face.

~Time Skip~

The performance went as expected, and I kissed Dan for the second time today. 4 times in the 2 days. Not to mention all the practices. I let out a huff, pulling the wig from my head.

What was wrong with me?

Everytime he came close I felt my face and heart to explode, and yet the idea of being with him...like that...was too hrad for me to think about. I slumped in my chair, letting my head fall to the counter.

"Oh." I heard a voice from the door. Again I had made us late.

"Ow." I said dully, turning my head to look at him. He walked over and knelt next to me.

"Someone's tired." He said, placing a hand on my back. Again, my heart felt as if were going to burst into a million pieces.

"Shut up and let's go." I said, tossing the nasty wig cap in the garbage. I had a new one at home anyways.

"Alright, let's go." he said. "Oh and here." he said. He placed a bottle of cold apple juice on the counter, picking up some of my heavier stuff. I studied the bottle for a moment, before tears began dripping down my face. "Woah what's wrong?" he asked, ready to drop my stuff and comfort me.

"You got me that?" I asked.

"Yeah, how tired are you?" he asked.

"You remembered!" I said, hugging him from the side and picking up the rest of my stuff, gripping the bottle protectively in my hand.

"Okay, it's nothing to cry about love." I nodded and wiped my tears on my shirt.

"Thank you." I whispered, following him out. We were silent for a long time, loading the car and settling in. I stared down at the bottle, smiling.

"Juice."

Wow.

Eventful ik.

Btw if you don't know the inspiration behind this chapter I just rly fucking want juice rn. But i dont have any so...

Stay awesome!

~Calymari