Words are Words (Dan Smith - Bastille Fanfiction)

Chapter 33

1 month later

*Violet's POV*

Dear Diary, it has been a long time since Jake left for Uni and as much as I don't want to say, I've kind of got used to it. He told me he had to stay a few weeks longer and it was a long phone call, and I sighed, and we argued, but I agreed. The truth is.. I secretly wanted him to leave. It made it easier for me to hold back what I wanted to say.

Anyway, Dan. What am I doing with Dan? I honestly have no clue, but there's not enough time to stop and think. If I think about it, I worry, and think negatively, and feel guilty. Right now, I just like things the way they are and I'm not thinking about the consequences. Even if I have to at some point. I'm not going to put a label on it either, let's just say we're...not exactly.. just friends. Put it that way. I don't want to think of it as cheating..because cheating on Jake is so wrong, but oh my god, it feels so right.

Violet

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The day after, I met Dan at the gardens. A place I had gotten used to going to meet Dan. It was one of the places where I could be completely myself, without fear of judgement or humiliation. It was like our little hangout. I owe Dan so much for introducing me to this.

He handed me a hot chocolate from the café down the road as I shuffled my legs to get comfortable on the grass.

I mumbled a quick thanks before my fumbling fingers turned over the page I was currently on in my book, squinting my eyes to contemplate what was happening in the chapter. I took a quick sip of the hot drink and licked my lips as I set the cardboard cup down beside me.

"What you reading?" Dan asked, his line of sight set on myself, his legs straightened out infront of him as he crossed one over the other. He was wearing this purple jumper with an eagle on it, a shirt underneath. His hair was a mess.

"Hold on.." I mumbled, knowing the end of the chapter was soon to be reached. He let out a small sigh and drank some of his own cup of coffee out of the white plastic lid.

As soon as I had finally finished the chapter, which had ended on an unbelievable cliffhanger, shut the book in one swift move, slammed my thumb down on the cover and chucked it down beside me.

"Wh-" Dan began but I interrupted.

"I don't understand this book! There's this woman, she's with this guy who is, well basically..he's a dick. I don't understand it. She's staying with him cause she feels she owes it to him, when in actual fact, she owes it to herself to let him go?"

"Right." Dan replied. He wasn't interested in the slightest. It was one of those times when you talk about something you love and feel so passionately about, and even if nobody is interested, you say it anyway, because you want to share it with the world.

"Whatever." I said, nudging his shoe with mine. He laughed.

"So what do you wanna do today?" He asked, raising his eyebrows, beginning to pick up his coffee cup.

"Nothing." I smiled, saying it as if it was a question. "Stay here. Be boring."

It was true. I didn't feel like doing anything remotely exciting today, even if it was with Dan. Staying here for the rest of the day would keep me content.

"Nothing?" Dan laughed a little. He placed his cup down on the grass below and crossed his legs under himself, kneeling up infront of me. I nodded.

"You sure?"

I nodded again, making a small uh-hmm noise as if to say yes.

"Not even this?" He leaned in and pressed his mouth to my cheek in a kiss as his hand travelled up the side of my waist, revealing my bare skin to the cold air.