𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 (1)

𝟻𝟶. 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛

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six days later

the last five days had been the most bittersweet days of audrey and daniel's life.

today, the sixth day, was supposed to be most horrible day of audrey and daniel's life.

daniel, tate, and christina had been texting each other non stop, making the last plans and rehearsing what they were going to say when audrey came home.

christina and tate were with audrey, they went to get some ice cream, while daniel said he was going to stay at home and get something ready for just him and audrey.

the "something" he was getting ready wasn't a good thing.

"are you sure you have to do this?" allison's voice echoed from daniel's bedroom, as daniel was washing his face in the bathroom. "i really like your girlfriend."

"you've met her once, alli," daniel said, rolling his eyes as he wiped his face with the towel hanging on the rod.

"so i have to kiss you while we're in bed, which makes her mad, which makes her break up with you, and then she leaves to new york and you never see her again. this is literally the worst plan i have ever heard. even though i'm kissing you."

daniel walked in the bedroom, rolling audrey's suitcase outside the door before turning to allison, crossing his arms.

"i literally already explained this to you, audrey's not just gonna let me break up with her, she'd ask too many questions. so i need her to break up with me. and i can't tell her anything because then julian 'exposes' me and ruins my band's reputation."

"you're a coward," allison said, her voice sweet yet laced with poison. "a complete coward."

daniel sighed. "yeah, i fucking know, don't worry."

"where is she right now?"

"somewhere with tina and tate getting ice cream."

"is tina the hot one that i met at the hospital?" allison asked, biting her lip.

daniel let out a laugh. "she has a boyfriend."

allison pouted. "damn it. she's really cute."

daniel shook his head, sitting on the corner of his bed, as far away from allison as he could.

"you know, if you need a friend, i could be a friend," allison said softly, standing up and staring at her reflection at the mirror on top of daniel's vanity. "just because i had sex with you doesn't mean i only want sex with you."

daniel sighed, his stomach doing a whole gymnastics routine inside him. "i might take you up on that offer. being a friend, i mean."

allison nodded, "you can trust me."

daniel didn't answer, just looked at his phone, waiting for a text from christina saying they were on their way back home.

"i fucking hate this," he muttered. "she doesn't deserve this, but now i'm choosing between my career and my girlfriend."

allison pursed her lips. "i still think you should have told her about this, because hiding stuff from people never ends up well."