With a groan, my eyes fluttered open. My vision blurry, I looked around.
I was in Daveed and Jalene's guest room.
I sat up, groaning once again. I hated hangovers.
I looked at the alarm clock that was perched on the guest room's desk, and it read 2:30 AM.
"Geez, I knew that alcohol knocked me out for a while, but for ten hours..?" I mumbled to myself, rubbing my aching temples. The memories of the day before rushed back, and those memories sent a bit of color to my cheeks. I couldn't believe that I had done that to Daveed. And Luca. And Jalene.
Damn. I had hurt a lot of people. Well, I guess Daveed didn't really count, since he didn't exactly try to stop me.
That's when I noticed that there was a sticky note with writing on it stuck to the same desk that the alarm clock occupied.
I raised an eyebrow and tore it off the desk.
It read,
Went home. Daveed'll drive you home once you wake up. I'm assuming your hangover's gonna be pretty nasty because of how much wine you had, but if you feel well enough to drive home on your own, feel free to do that.
-Luca ♡
I smiled to myself. Whenever Luca texted me or wrote me a note, he always put a little heart next to the last word he had sent/written.
I reread the letter for some reason, (I really don't know why,) and felt my heart involuntarily jump when I read over Daveed's name. I stared at his name.
It really was a weird name. But it suited him. After all, he was also weird.
But in the best way possible.
I stretched, setting the note back down on the desk.
Time to start the day, I thought, standing up, trying to act like I didn't have a pounding headache. I glanced at the clock again, and it read 2:37 AM.
Wait, Luca said Daveed would drive me home.., I thought. But it's 2:37. Is he even up? I don't wanna wake him up...The levels of awkward would depend on where he was sleeping when I woke him. You know what, I'll just go into the living room, and if he's up, great. If he's not, depending on my headache, I'll either drive home or wait for him to wake up.
I nodded to myself, figuring that I made the right call. I sauntered into the living room, and was pretty startled once I saw Daveed sitting on the couch on his phone.
"Jesus..," I mumbled, placing a hand over my chest as I tried to regulate my heartbeat.
Daveed looked up from his phone and at me. He looked happy to see me, but he also looked awkward. "You're up," he stated.
"No, I'm still asleep," I said, rolling my eyes and sitting down next to Daveed. "I'm sleep-walking and sleep-talking at the same time."
Daveed rolled his eyes also. "Smart ass."
"Well, one of us has to be smart," I teased with a smirk. I was trying my best to act as if nothing happened between us. I thought that I was doing a pretty good job at it.
Daveed rolled his eyes once more, a small smile on his lips. "Ha, ha. Very funny."
There was silence between us. My heart stung with sadness as I realized that things would probably never be the same between Daveed and I.
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Heart Stealer (Daveed Diggs x Reader)
Fanfiction(Y/N) (L/N) and Daveed Diggs had been friends for as long as (Y/N) could remember. They used to play together when they were children, and even be rebellious teenagers and try out a few cigarettes, only to have them be immediately put out; the taste...
