I was good friends with all the why don't we boys, but I was especially close to Daniel. I sat down on the sofa with my bowl of cereal and turned on the TV. My phone pinged with a text.
Daniel: Wanna hang out?
You: Sure, where we going?
Daniel: The guys wanna go to the mall.
You: I'll be ready in 15.
When we got to the mall, we went to the food court to get some lunch and the boys were fooling around. I laughed until I saw Daniel and Corbyn whispering to each other. My stomach twisted as they spoke, something made me very nervous. Daniel laughed slightly.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom," I said, getting up to go.
"Y/n?" Daniel rushed after me. "You know how much I like you, right?"
"How much?" I frowned. Daniel grinned, cupped my face and kissed me slowly.
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