This may be a whole other style of writing since I edited this chapter cuz I hated it, so yeah.
I felt someone wrap their arms around my waist, as I was swaying my hips to the loud music. I brought the cup I was holding in my hand to my mouth, and nipped at my soda. Soon I felt someone knot a sweatsshirt around my waist as he whispered in my ear.
"Babe, I think we should go home." A voice, I recognized as Daniel's yelled. He turned me around as Igave him a questioning look. He grabbed my hand and pulled me through the heavily crowded space. He was the first to step food outside. As I closed the door behind me, the sound of music slowly started to eb away.
"What was that about." I asked Daniel as soon as I fastened my seatbelt.
"You, uhm, got your period." He said, looking towards his shoes, as he started up the car. I felt heat raise to my cheeks, and my heart started stinging. Daniel drove off, and took his hand in my.
"Hey, it's okay." He said. My other hand was resting on my thigh as I brought it up to my cheek and wiped away the tears.
"You sacrificed your hoodie for this." I laughed through the pain, I still felt. Maybe it was weird, but something inside me felt so empty, while I didn't even lose it.
"Why are you crying, it's nothing to be ashamed of." Daniel stated. My heart melted as his soft voice spoke the words so lovingly.
"It's not about that." I said, inhaling deeply. "I- I thought I was pregnant Daniel." I stuttered. His head quickly shot from the road in front of us, to me, and back.
"You thought you were pregnant?" He questioned. His hand was still holding mine.
"Yeah, at first I was scared, but then, I really started loving the idea." My voice was shaking from the quick transition of screaming and dancing, to softly sobbing. "It was just- My period was late, I hadn't been feeling too well. I didn't want to take a pregnancy test without you, so I waited, 'till I was sure. Then I got so attached to the idea i think."
Daniel's eyes were still fixated on the road in front of us, but I still saw he really cared. As soon as we pulled up to the driveway, he let got of my hand and stepped out of the car. I followed his actions, as we walked towards the front door, still in silence. I threw my jacket on the couch, and made a beeline to our bedroom. As soon as I grabbed one of Daniel's shirts, my pajama bottoms, some pads and a fresh pair of underwear, I walked towards the bathroom. I felt my stomach get upset, so I took some Advil. I walked downstairs and saw Daniel still sitting on the couch, on his phone, probably scrolling through Instagram or something. As soon as I entered the room, he turned his phone off, and patted the open seat beside him.
"You know we can work on that," Daniel said. I was a bit confused as to what he was actually talking about. "the baby thing." He said, probably seeing the questioning look in my eyes. I looked him directly in his eyes and felt my heart flutter at the color of his eyes.
"I'd love that." I say, as I lean in to hug him. His hands are tightly wrapped around my figure as I bury my face in his chest. I can hear his heart beat loud and clearly. As he lets go, I look up at him, with a longing look in my eyes. He breaks the distance between our lips, and connects them. My hands travel from the bottom of his back, towards his neck, as I deepen our kiss. His tongue gazes over my bottom lip. We slowly break apart, panting. My lungs are slightly burning, because of the shortage of air. He puts his forehead against mine.
"Gosh, I just can't get enough of you, you know that right?" He brings out. I feel the heat inside my body rise as he grazes his fingertips over my upperarm.
"Yes." I smile, quickly pecking his lips. "I love you."
"I love you too, more than you can imagine." He says. My heart started beating quicker as he lifted me off the couch and brought me upstairs.
"You know I have legs right?" I joke as he struggles to open out bedroom door. He smiles and nods. He keeps fumbling with the door knob until it finally gives in.
"Is it bad I just want to take care of you?" He questions. He carefully lays me down on the matress, and changes into sweatpants. He lays down beside me, and pulls the covers over our heads. I bring my hand up to his exposed chest, I start breathing deeper, due to the fact we're now both under the covers.
"The oxygen will run out soon, here." I joke, refrencing to the fact that he put the covers over our heads.
"I don't care, as long as I'm with you." Daniel states, I giggle and look in his beautiful eyes. Suddenly I feel my stomach turning upside down and squeeze my eyes shot.
"y/n? Are you okay?" Daniel asks concerned. He puts his hand on my stomach, as I feel the pain get bearable.
"Keep them there." I try to bring out, whilst bringing my hands to cover his. With his spare hand he slowly tried to bring the covers down, so we could normally breath again. I gasped for air, placing my head back down on my pillow. I turned around, and felt Daniel's hand lose contact with my stomach.
"Hey!" I said jokingly offended, turning my head around to look at daniel. He brought his hand back to my stomach as he started to caress it.
"How'd you expect me to move my arm like that. It would've broken off, then there wouldn't even be a warm hand to cure your stomachache." He said. I giggled through the pain. I felt it softly fading away again. Laying back down, Daniel pulled me into his chest.
"Did you take Advil?" He asked, I nodded and added a quick 'yes'.
"It just needs time to start working, you know." I said. His hot breath was now fanning against my neck, I felt goosebumps erupt on my skin.
"Did you know, that those abs you've been working out, are making it harder for me to cuddle you." I say. I hear a low, groggy laugh coming from behind me.
"You love it." He says. I feel his grip get tighter, pressing his lips against my hair, and kissing the top of my head.
"That's right," I yawn. "they're actually pretty nice, but I would still love you if you didn't have them. Because I love you for you." I close my eyes.
"Just physically?" He asks. I can hear the smile on his face in the way he's talking.
"No, everything, that was my point, you dork." I laugh. I turned around and put my hands in his cheeks, as I bring his face to mine, softly pressing our lips against each others.
"And I love everything about you, dork." He mocks me. I laugh, and reach out to turn off the light on my nightstand.
"Goodnight love." Daniel says, one last time.
"Sweet dreams, Dani." I manage to bring out before slowly dozing off to sleep.
"You should dream about that baby you wanted."
A/N: omg i love this one. it was originally called 'stains' or something, and it was so crappy! so i'm re-uploading this waaay better version. It's very different so yeah :)
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