Infinity || Dan Smith

Thirteen.

Both Dan and Charlie burst out laughing while they walk down the seemingly empty street. "I cannot believe you was my best kiss. Honestly, my ex-boyfriends really must've fucking hated me." Charlie admits while that passes over Dan's head.

   "It felt so fucking weird. You're the first person I've kissed...who isn't anything to me. You know what I mean, right?" Charlie knows she could be a bitch and pretend to feel offended, but she doesn't. Instead she smiles nodding her head.

   "You'll get used to it soon enough."

   There's then a moment of silence as the pair reflect back on their day. "Do...you want to know about our characters backstories?" Charlie is shy when it comes to this stuff, she doesn't want to be known as the 'Marvel obsessed actress. But she knows that Dan is a guy who doesn't really judge anybody, she trusts him.

   Dan points at her. He knows his pointing habit is rude, but he can't help it. "Didn't you already ask me that this earlier...or yesterday?" Charlie shrugs back her shoulders. She doesn't remember if she has or not.

   "If I already did ask you...what would you have said?" Dan sweetly smiles as he slowly nods his head.

   "Only if we get to go somewhere warm, I'm fucking freezing." Charlie nods her head in agreement while they quickly walk back to Dan's house apartment. Although, he barely lives there. He doesn't like being on his own, hence why he lives with his friends.

   Him and a former Bastille member, Chris 'Woody' Wood, are hoping to do the place up and rent it out. According to Woody: 'being a landlord means extra income' and that's very true. Espeically since Dan's apartment is in the better part of London, people would pay a fortune to live there.

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   Dan follows Charlie into his living room after locking his front door, "nice place you have..." her voice trails off while she curiously looks around the large room. The walls are white, there's no carpet only soft wooden planks.They're a light sandy coloured though.

   He sits straight down on the white sofa. Dan looks and feels completely worn out. He never knew that in the acting business you're almost always standing up. It's quite a physically demanding job...that and Dan is in a superhero movie. There's lot's of scenes where he is running, lifiting, biking, swimming and even skiing. Although today all he did was stand around in a office for a couple of hours.

   "You can tell that there's no girls living here." Charlie's comment is not what Dan needed to hear after last night.

   "That obvious, huh?" Charlie laughs to herself at Dan's comment. She genuinely thought it was obvious, that even Dan can tell the lack of femininity...but maybe not.

   "Boys will be boys. Even their taste in decor..." Charlie brushes her finger tip against the bare mantle piece, and admires the fine layer of dust.

   She can tell that he doesn't live here.

   The curious girl then points her index finger forwards at nothing specific, but Dan guesses she's pointing at the living room in general. "This place is the typical mascline bachlor pad. You can always tell since guys tend to be more...minimalistic...than girls" Dan didn't know that fact, but it would explain a lot of things.

   "What do girls like then?" He genuinely asks, Charlie smiles. She doesn't exactly know what girls like, she only knows what she likes.

   "Girls like clutter..." Dan rolls his eyes comically, but Charlie shrugs.

   "I can't speak for other girls. But I really like to make things feel homely. I've got at least twenty things that say 'live, laugh, love' all dotted around my place. That and I have a colour coordination thing going on..." Charlie nervously laughs at all of the random colours, even though Dan doesn't own many thing's, the stuff he does own are random. Nothing can be fit into a theme of any sorts...

   Even if Charlie tried.

   "My older sisters old dorm had that shit plastered everywhere on the walls." Dan smiles thinking about the only time when he had to stay with her, Fran left him alone though. Dan got scared and called his mum and dad up, but they was back in South Africa. Instead of coming home, like Dan begged, they called Fran and told her to shape up as a better sister.

   "You should come over to my place. I'll give you...stuff." What Charlie means is that Dan can come over, but she'll go out and buy him things for his own place.

   "Oh, that's really nice...but I don't like...being on my own." Charlie doesn't take no for an answer. Even though Dan clearly has a problem of some sort.

"It's because this place doesn't feel like home. Trust me, you'll want to be living in this house forever once I help you with the decor." Dan doesn't say no. Although he wants to...he doesn't.

There's something about Charlie that he simply adores. She's incredibly selfless, shy, and unlike any other girl he has met. She seems genuine and happy. "Okay." He whispers while Charlie sits down on the sofa next to him.

"Enough decor talk. I've got to teach you about Lily and Liam's history..." she then pulls her glossy graphic novel from out of her bag. Dan laughs, not because that she has a on hand graphic novel, but because the Waterstones price tag is still on it. He can't believe she paid twenty quid for it.

"Shut up." Charlie laughs as she opens the graphic novel onto the first page.

Is this homework...or research? Dan thinks to himself, while taking in every bit of information.