Playing With Fire || d.h

61.5

S/O to mlml099 for this idea. This is basically just Dodie's POV of chapter 61. Enjoy!

Dodie's POV

Day 23: Ghent, Belgium

"One week!" I shout as (Y/n) walks out of the bathroom, hair still wet from the shower.

"Finally," she sighs, leaning against the counter across from me. However, she only looks more dejected. I start feeling just as hopeless as she looks, when an exciting idea pops into my head.

"Do you think the London show is sold out?"

(Y/n) cocks an eyebrow at me. "Um, I don't know, why?" A wicked grin spreads across my face, which only seems to make her more confused. "What is it?" She asks.

I can't stop grinning, which only makes her smile, and I can't help but rant my idea. "Okay, so, I kinda know their manager," I explain. "So, maybe I could speak to him, and maybe we could buy tickets to the show, at at the end, maybe he can arrange for us to meet Dan and Phil as they exit the stage. It would have to be where non of the fans could see us, because we don't want to spread anything..." although, the stoney expression on her face discourages me, I add, "but, I don't know, it was just an idea."

However, the smile reappears on her face. "That's amazing!" She exclaims. "I'll look on the sight for tickets, and you text or call their manager."

I look at her, and can't help but let out a little squeal before grabbing my phone and searching for their manager, Andrew's, number. As (Y/n) searches for tickets, I call him, and tell him about our plan. With every second, my excitement raises more and more through the roof.

When I finally get off the phone with him, I clap my hands together. "Okay. He's totally down with it, thanks to my charming personality." (Y/n) laughs as I frame my face with my hands under my chin. "So, about ten minutes before the end of the show, we'll have to leave the audience. We'll meet him in some hallway right by the entrance, and he'll bring us backstage."

(Y/n) gives me a toothy grin, before standing up and hopping on her heels. "Ah! This is gonna be so much fun!"

"I know!" I can't help but shout. "Ah!"

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Day 26: Amsterdam, Netherlands

With all the excitement running through me this entire week, it only becomes harder and harder to keep the secret. I try my best to not say anything every time I talk to Phil, but no matter how much I try to reassure him, I think he can't help but think I'm trying to avoid him for some reason.

"Dodie...are you okay?"

"Hm? Oh, yeah, I'm fine!" I'm currently on a Skype call with Phil, and I give him my best attempt at a cheery smile, but by his expression, I can tell he doesn't believe me. Luckily, however, he lets it go."

"Anyway, I was saying..." he goes back into whatever tangent he was on, and I can't help but somewhat zone out once again, letting out the occasional "uh, huh" and nod when I think I should. It seems to work, as Phil seems pleased, but I'm not. I just can't wait until I can see him for real.

June 30: London, UK

It's finally here! It's way earlier in the morning than I'm used to being up, and neither (y/n) or I got a wink of sleep last night. We decide to head to a coffee shop down the street from our apartment, needing some caffeine. However, I'm not sure I need it, as the excitement shooting through me seems to be giving me enough energy.

Along with the large coffees, I buy (y/n) and I each a muffin, and I devour mine whole, while she only seems to be picking at hers. I let it slide, and insist on going shopping for the perfect outfit for today. It's the first time I'm seeing Phil in a month, and there's no way I'm not gonna look fucking bomb.