Emmeline, Ryan and Rose are laughing out loud at something my brother's saying. We've been walking through the streets for at least 10 minutes. Daniel's arm is around my waist and he can't stop typing on his phone, making me feel "slightly" ignored.
"Dan?" I look upon him, in attempt of catching his attention.
"Yeah, babe?" He looks down at me.
"Don't get me wrong but..." I look down. "It's just that... you've been paying more attention to whoever you're texting to than... ya know... me..."He pulls me closer. "Hope I didn't sound very... erm... self-centered...?"
"I'm so sorry. I'm a dick and of course that I should be paying more attention to my girl..." He kisses my forehead. "And about the phone person..." He pauses before blurting out. "Nothing important..."And he places his phone on the pocket, looking down again.
"Hum... okay..." I let go of his arms, quite upset. Daniel grabs my wrist, stopping me from walking away, turns me around and crashes his lips on mine. No way I could escape. I liked this too much.
"Who's her?" I pull away. In my eyes, some tears were about to flood.
"Her?!" Attentively, I looked at his puzzled face. "There's no her... there's only you..."
"Then who the fuck were you talking to?!" I was visibly angry, and insisted in walking away from him, but Daniel's strong hands around my waist were stopping me.
"Okay... I was talking to Will... about something that-... errrr... well, they would kill me if I told ya..." At least he says he wasn't talking to a girl.
"It was not a girl...?" I gaze at him.
"No, it wasn't... I swear ya..." He grabs his phone, unlocks the screen and passes me it. The last messages: Will, Kyle and Katniss (his sister). I look at him quite embarrassed. I doubted of Dan. Shyly he smiles and leans in. I feel butterflies on my stomach when his lips meet mine. It's just the best feeling ever.
"Hum... I hate ya..." I mumble, inhaling his sweet scent.
"I know you do..." He pulls me into another breathtaking kiss.
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After spending sometime at Bershka, we went to H&M, where Emmy found a quite low-cut tee, which in her oppinion fitted me really well.
"This one suits you perfectly." Emmeline grinned.
"Really...?" I doubtfully said. "I don't know... The clevage shows off my breast... a little bit too much..." I frowned.
"Babe, you have a nice pair..." She points at my breast. "My moto is: if you have them, you gotta show them." The sassy Emmeline winks at me.
"Oh my..." I facepalm.
"It's true. Seriously, yours aren't that big but aren't that small, so they're perfect!" She smirks. "And yours too, Rose. I'm sure Ryan loves them!" She shouts making Rose blushing heavily. They're the opposite. Emmeline's super sassy, speaks before thinking. Rose's quite shy, thinks before speaking.
"And what you think, Rose?" I changed the topic, saving the shy girl from the awkwardness.
"Well, you're not used to this kind of tees but I have to agree with Emmeline this time. You look stunning in it!" She smiled sincerely.
"Dan is gonna drool over you... and over your boobs..." Emmeline says this in a sassy way, raising her eyebrows. We make our ways to the queue to pay, but when it's my turn, Emmeline and Rose start removing money from their bags
"But..." Dazedly, I look at them.
"It's your birthday and this is our gift to you..." They both smile while the saleswoman types on the computer.
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Our Laughter Lines (Dan Smith Fanfiction) - Watty's 2014
FanfictionA broken-hearted girl. A shy English guy. Will they fix the broken pieces together?