Your Flaws Will Haunt - Dan Smith Fanfiction

Guy With The Bra.

The next day.

Today we said goodbye to Dan's family in South Africa. I wished I could stay a while longer thought. Dan his family was really one of the nicest people you could wish for. How his grandfather told stories from his past and how he had met his wife was really beautiful. Dan's aunt had a big photo book with a lot kinds of pictures of each year when Dan and his parents came to South Africa. There were even pictures of Dan as a little boy, which is absolutely the cutest thing of the world. That day , Dan blushed the whole day as I dastardly looked at him. At the end of the book took the aunt of Dan a picture out of her bag where Dan and I were sitting on the rocks while we were kissing with the sunset in the background. It was just wonderful.

I shut back in reality and did further taking the remaining clothes and put them in my suitcase. I heard rumbling behind me to see Dan standing with a surprising look on his face. He took his hands emerged from behind his suitcase and saw one of my many bras in his hands, but this was a more spicy bra.

" I think this is not from me. Although, he would be perfect on me" Dan said and did his shirt off and put my spicy bra on.

"OMG, Dan!! Give that back!"

"I think I'm going to keep it, can I?" He asked if he stood in a sass attitude retention.

I took my phone and shot a photo of him and log in to my Twitter account. I putted the photo on and added: (This story is about Dan before Bastille so I took another Twitter name)

- @ItsHannTyler: "@DanielSmith is too much sass for you all!"

I putted it online and right then Dan phone went off. He took his phone on the bedside table and looked equally until he got a devilish look on his face. He turned his head my way slowly and came to me. I took steps back off scared but there wasn't much as my back was against the wall. Dan came against me and putted his hands to each side of my head.

"So... you put a picture of me without saying something to me. I believe I'm going to have to punish you, Hann" Dan said as he took some more steps to me as he was still possible.

"Umm... y... yes. Dan, what are you going to do?" I asked if I was slightly afraid.

"Oh, very much, dear." He said with the biggest grin on his face. He grabbed my hips and lifted me up so I was right on his shoulder. He opened the door and walked along the many room doors until we came to the bathroom door. Oh no.

"Oh please, Dan no. Please" I begged him.

"Oh yes, babe." He took me to the douche as he turned on the water. The water slided under my shirt to my short pants.

"Dan, put me down you twat!" I said fake angry.

Dan putted me down and I looked down to my wet clothes. I only looked to my feet and didn't want to look to Dan. I only hoped he don't see them.

"Hann, you're okey?" Dan asked worried. But I only struggled my shoulders.

"I'm sorry, Hanne. I really am. Do you forgive me? Please?" He said really concerned. He took my head between his large hands and looked into my eyes. He leaned in and his lips were full on the lips. Eventually I gave in and kissed him back. The kiss became deeper when I slided my hand in his wild hair. I heard him groan and I pulled back.

"I forgive you, Dan." I said with a smile.

He smiled back and gave me a towel to dry me off. We went back to our room and putted all our belongs in our suitcase. Afterwards we went downstairs and watched some television while cuddled in the side of Dan. Could I stay here forever!