for Squish98
you lay back on you best friend, daniel's, bed and watched him play guitar. you had the biggest crush on him, but you could never tell him that. it'd ruin everything.
you couldn't help it. every time you looked into his ocean blue eyes, you felt butterflies in your stomach. your face felt hot every time he smiled at you. you got lost in your thoughts about him whenever he started talking.
"y/n!" he exclaimed.
"huh?" you asked.
"i know i can be boring but try to stay awake for me." he chuckled.
"sorry, your music is putting me to sleep," you said, recovering quickly.
"excuse me?"
"play something more interesting," you challenged.
"what, the song i wrote isn't interesting enough for you?"
"not that one." you chuckled. "just play something more upbeat."
"okay, okay." he started strumming the guitar, making faces at you. you laughed and nodded your head along to the beat.
you loved when he would play for you. it was what made him the happiest, and you loved seeing him so happy.
"food's here!" daniel's bandmate, corbyn, yelled from downstairs. you both got up and headed towards the kitchen where everyone was passing out the food.
"who got the pasta?" corbyn asked.
"i did!" you and daniel exclaimed simultaneously. you looked at each other and laughed, each grabbing your own box.
you opened it and smelled the delicious pasta.
"oh my gosh, this smells amazing," you said.
"mine's better," daniel said. he had gotten a different kind of pasta from you.
"whatever, mine's better." you scoffed and grabbed a fork, digging into yours.
"i bet i can eat mine faster than you, since mine tastes better."
"you're on!" you said.
"wait!" zach said, stopping you and daniel.
"what?" you asked.
"i bet that i could eat my whole sandwich before both of you can finish one of your pastas."
"oh really?" daniel asked. zach nodded.
"ready? set. go!" you and daniel both dug into his pasta.
zach was shoving his sandwich down his throat, but you were determined to win.
zach was almost finished and you and daniel had a couple noddles left. you both grabbed them with your fork and put them in your mouth, not noticing that they were connected.
you chewed the pasta, but then your head was pulled towards daniel and soon your lips touched. you both jumped back and you blushed a dark red.
zach and the other guys burst out laughing.
"you just lady and the tramped it!" corbyn laughed.
you looked at daniel, then looked down at your lap.
"hey, we still won," daniel said. the guys agreed and soon the laughing calmed down.
you weren't hungry anymore, so you just saved your plate of pasta for later. the guys all finished their food so they headed back to their rooms to do whatever they had been doing. you and daniel were left alone in the kitchen.
you grabbed a couple of wrappers the boys had left behind and threw them away. then you started washing the dishes.
"you don't have to clean up after us," daniel said. you shrugged.
"i might as well. if i didn't then who would?" daniel laughed. you continued scrubbing the dishes then grabbed a towel to dry them.
daniel turned you around to face him, then grabbed the plate and towel from you and set them on the counter.
"are you okay?" he asked.
"yeah, i'm fine." you shrugged.
"why are you acting so weird then?"
"i don't know what you're talking about." you grabbed the towel and plate again, but daniel stopped you. he grabbed your wrists and held your hands. you looked down and felt yourself blushing.
"is it because of what happened at lunch? i'm sorry, i didn't mean to kiss you. but it doesn't have to mean anything." you stayed quiet for a minute.
"but what if..." you trailed off, shaking your head.
"what if what?" daniel asked, grabbing your chin to make you look at him.
"what if i wanted it to mean something?" you asked quietly. you stared into daniel's blue eyes, waiting for a reaction. at first he just seemed shocked, but then he smiled.
"we can make it mean something." he chuckled.
"wait...what?"
"you're saying you want it to mean something, right?" you nodded slowly. "then let's make it mean something."
his finger was still under your chin, so he pulled your face towards his and pressed his lips onto yours. his other hand moved to your waist, pulling your body up against his.
you pulled away at first and looked at daniel.
"so does this mean...do you like me?" you asked him.
"how could i not y/n? you were a great friend, but i wanna move on and see how amazing of a girlfriend you'd be. if you want."
"okay." you nodded. daniel smiled, so you smiled too. you then put your hand on his cheek and kissed his lips again.
"damn, there's no pasta this time or anything!" you pulled away and saw zach in the doorway.
you blushed and looked down, hiding behind daniel.
"fuck off loser," daniel said. zach laughed then left you two alone.
"now, where were we?" daniel asked. you chuckled and kissed him, moving your hand into his hair.
you slowly pulled away and bit your lip, wrapping your arms around daniel's shoulders and hugging him.
"zach's pretty annoying, but i'm glad he kinda got us to kiss today." daniel chuckled and hugged you tighter.
"me too."
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