Chapter 7

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Lucy's POV

By the next day, the rain had calmed down, and I decided I was okay to walk back to my hotel. As much as I didn't want to, I knew I should. I walked into the lounge expecting to find Dan and Phil on their laptops, but they were nowhere to be seen. I walked into the kitchen, but it was empty. They must still be in their rooms...

I sat down at the counter and logged on to twitter. Phil followed me, as well, and I've gained 50 followers since. Everyone is tweeting me, asking how he followed me, but I don't feel like replying. I don't want to cause drama.

Not sure what to do to occupy myself while I wait, I subconsciously pull up youtube and type in "Philisnotonfire". I realize what I did and laugh to myself. I plug in my earbuds and click on the first one.

I'm watching the third one- which is my favorite- when my earbud is pulled out of my ear. I nearly scream.

"DANIEL JAMES HOWELL!" I yell when I realize it was him. "You scared the hell out of me."

He's laughing so hard that he has to hold his stomach. I shoved him, but started to laugh along with him. He looked at me, still laughing, dimples showing. God, I'm going to miss him.

I wish I didn't have to go. I wish this trip would never end. I wish I could stay here forever, laughing like this, with Dan and Phil. But that's unrealistic. They would grow sick of me eventually, but feel too bad to tell me. I have to leave. I have to.

"Hey Dan?" I ask, quietly.

"Yes, Lucy?" he smiles at me. It's more of a smirk than a smile, but it's adorable.

"The, uh, I think the rain stopped. I guess I could go back to my hotel."

His smile fades, and something flashes across his eyes. Sadness? Disappointment? Maybe I'm just imagining it.

"Oh, yeah. I guess you could. I mean, if you want to."

I nod. "I think I should. Unless-" I cut myself off. Don't say something you'll regret, you'll only make a fool of yourself.

"Unless, what?" he asks.

"Never mind. it's nothing." I look down at my hands.

"Oh, okay. Well, I'll go tell Phil, I guess."

"Alright." He walks off to find Phil. I decide to shower. I walk into Dan's room, where my clothes are folded neatly on his bed, and walk into the bathroom. I turn on the water and let loose. All the tears brimming in my eyes spill over. It's like a dam that's broken, they just keep coming and won't stop. I strip down and step into the water. The tears rinse off my face and down the drain. I hate this.

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Dan's POV

"What am I going to do? I don't want her to go! I don't want to force her to stay, though. I don't want her to think I'm desperate. I hope she doesn't think we want her to go. Do you think she does? Were we friendly enough?"

I was pacing around Phil's room, talking his ear off. Lucy was in the shower, I could hear the water running. Phil was sat on his bed, scrolling through twitter. He looked up from his laptop and I stopped pacing.

"Phil, what do I do?" I asked.

"Do you like her?" Phil responded.

"I already told you, I do."

"Then tell her. Tell her that you like her. Tell her that you want her to stay. Just tell her, or she won't have a clue."

I considered it. He's right, I should tell her, but I'm scared. I don't want to say the wrong thing and scare her away.

"Okay, but what will I say? I don't want to mess everything up. What will I tell her and how?"

"Just tell her exactly how you feel, and what you want. See what she says. Just relax."

"Will you help me?"

He looks at me for a second. "I think you should just talk to her. Don't overthink it, just tell her. Go for it."

"Alright, I will after her shower," I sighed. I rub my hands together nervously. I know, somehow, I'm going to mess this up.

"Don't panic, just be yourself. You'll do fine."

"Thanks Phil." I smile at him before walking to my room to wait for her. I start to rehearse what to say, but Phil's words fill my mind. He's right. I should just be myself, and say how I feel. The water shuts off, and I start to get nervous. I idly start to bounce my leg. I stand up and start to walk around. I check my fringe and go sit back down. I hear the door open, and my heart quickens. She'll be in here any second.

"Dan?" She calls out.

"I'm in my room," I call back.

She walks in, hair slightly dripping, without any makeup on. God, she's beautiful. I take a deep breathe. Here goes nothing.

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HIII!

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