Why Don't We imagines

Daniel < 8

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A door slams shut from somewhere down below, causing your heart to beat erratically on your chest. You shook your head and tried to focus on what your best friend, Anna, was saying. You were starting High school tomorrow.

High school didn't make you nervous, but the reason why you couldn't focus right now did. And that same reason was singing downstairs.

" I'm going to get a drink." You abruptly day, cutting Anna off.

You get up on your feet and rush down the stairs. You bounce into the kitchen, a light smile on your face while you ignored the little stutter your heart did at the sight of him.

He had his back turned to you as he graded through the fridge for something to eat. You analyzed his outfit; he was wearing a black long sleeved top with black skinny jeans and white vans, something that he could totally pull of.

He quickly grabs the little container of ham, the mayonnaise, and cheese before whirling around. His eyes light up when he sees you.

" Hey!" He greets happily. Your chest constricts.

" Hi." You mutter.

" I guess Anna has you over for advice on whatever guy she's dating now?" He asks with a chuckle, starting to smear mayonnaise on a piece of bread.

" Yeah. I don't know why she wants my advice. I haven't dated anybody." You shrug.

" I've stopped questioning my sister a long time ago."

A pregnant pause- the slap sound the ham makes when t meets the bread.

" Anyways... how's the band?" You ask him.

His grins. " Awesome! We've been working on a new song, and I think this one is really going to get us discovered."

" Well I'll be front row at your first gig. Hopefully you'll be able to spot me through the gaggle of screaming girls." You flirt.

" I don't think that will be a problem. I could never forget a face like yours." He winks.

You blush, making him grin. You want to crawl under a rock in embarrassment. He chuckles deeply, retrieving a butter knife and slicing the sand which he just made in half.

He walks over, shoving a half towards you. He leans on an elbow next to you, making your heart jump out of your chest at his proximity. " Here, I can share." He smirks, turning to walk out of the kitchen. Anna is on her way in as he leaves, and being he loving brother he is, he messes up her hair and runs out laughing.

" I AM GOING TO KILL YOU DANIEL!" Anna shrieks.

You giggle, hoping your flush is gone so that Anna wouldn't see it. Anna plops into a barstool next to you.

" Gosh He is so annoying." Anna groans.

" Yeah."

" He's just urrrrg! He is always messing with me, all he cares about is his band, and he is the favorite."

" Mhmm."

" I'm going to become a weed smoking hippie."

" Yep. Wait- what?!" You ask in shock, turning to her.

She rolls her eyes. " I knew you weren't listening to me."

" Sorry. I was lost in my thoughts." You say distractedly.