𝐰𝐝𝐰 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 & 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬

best with two › d.s.

based off of the song "best with two" by daniel seavey and and makaena durias

i watched him walk down the hall with his friends, his laugh echoing through the walls. he had bright blue ocean eyes, ones that i adored. his smile was cheerful and real, one that i adored. of course, i could never let him know that.

daniel seavey had the biggest crush on me. 

i only knew that because he had repeatedly asked me if i wanted to go out with me, and every time, i said "no."

why, you ask? why would you not go out with daniel seavey? he's perfect. his eyes, his hair, his style, his personality, his smile, his happiness. it's perfect, he's perfect.

you're right. he's perfect. but i don't have time for that. i don't have time for love. i don't need it. i had dated a few guys, and it didn't go very well. that's when i realized that i'm in high school. i don't need this. i'm perfectly fine without dating someone. 

maybe i had the smallest crush on him. so what? i wasn't going to go out with him. i didn't want to go out with him. 

i leaned against the wall, waiting for people to clear out so i could get to class. "hey, (y/n)!" i heard. i rolled my eyes, recognizing that voice. i could recognize it from anywhere. i sighed as i pushed myself off the wall, not bothering to respond back.

but that didn't stop him. he turned around and walked over to me. "hey." he greeted me. 

"hey." i said blankly. i could hear him chuckle under his breath and i had no idea why he did. "what do you want?" i asked already knowing the answer. 

he chuckled again, and i hated it. i hated when he laughed because it was so angelic and so beautiful. i hated it. "i think you know what i want." he laughed even though it wasn't funny. i looked up at him and squinted my eyes.

"you're right," i smiled. "i do know what you want. and you know what i'll say." i told him and tried to walk faster.

"(y/n), come on," he pleaded. "i'm just asking one date. one time and that's it. if you don't like it, you'll never have to go out with me again. but please, (y/n), give me a shot." he did that thing and walked in front of me to stop me from escaping him. 

"daniel, i have told you multiple times." i repeated myself. "no."

i tried to walk away from him again, but he only continued to stop me. "okay. fine. let me just ask you one thing," i rolled my eyes and sighed. i shrugged, signalling for him to continue. "why do you say no? apart from the fact that you don't like me."

if only he knew.

i shrugged again, but this time, it was because i didn't know how to answer him. i liked him a little bit, but i wasn't going to say that. "daniel, i'm not trying to hurt your feelings, okay? i just...i just don't know how to answer your question."

i walked past him again, my shoulder brushing his. i heard him sigh, but i continued to walk away. i focused on school until i finally realized i had forgotten to do my homework.

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as everybody filed out of the school doors, talking about how rude the substitute was today, whether or not they enjoyed lunch, or how cute the new kid was, i kept to myself not wanting to get trapped in with the conversation. 

i had one earbud in, playing a quiet song since it was already loud enough. i hoped someone didn't unzip my backpack, as that was a thing in our school. one time, this one jerk a year ahead of me unzipped my backpack and three of my books fall out. it's rude and annoying.