Memories Like Those|| Bastille/Dan Smith Fanfic

03. Kyle's House

Dan

I arrived at Kyle's house, he told me it was something to do with the band. Honestly Kyle, could this not be done over phone? I was in the middle of watching a film.
I saw another car pull up the driveway, a guy had exited out of the black Jeep and headed to the door, giving me a smile along the way.

"Hi, my name is Ivan Peters. You must be... Dan?" He said as he shook my hand.

"Yeah, how did you know?" I ask quizzically.

"Im a new fan of yours, Bastille is an amazing band. I've been to a few gigs myself in the early days, I'm trying to get girlfriend into your music, so I can go to another one."

Oh, right the band.
"Ohh, that's wicked! Hope to see you there. So what brings you to Kyle's house?"

"Oh, my girlfriends here, she said she knows Kyle will make her stay for dinner so she told me to come over."

The front door had swung open in a matter of seconds of ringing the doorbell. I entered the house after Ivan, Kyle had an apologetic smile upon his face. What's this fucker up to?

Upon entering I saw a familiar face, she had midnight black hair, she looked up from her phone. That's when our eyes had met.

Then it hit me. Scarlett. Ivan.
He's here for her.

She scanned me, head to toe. I glanced at Kyle, giving him an I'm-going-to-murder-you type look. And signalling him to go to another room so we could talk.

"Kyle what the fuck!? Why is she here?! Why am I here?!" I argued. I'm not on the mood for this, I'd already been mobbed by a whole heap our fans and Matty's fans today. "Y'know what, don't even worry, Im going to have a drink."

I saw Ivan give her a hug and a kiss on the forehead. Scarlett's beautiful grey eyes met mine, and it's like the world stopped, it's been so long since I've seen or heard from her. Y'know what this is probably a figment of my imagination and I've probably died in a car crash.

Ivan's POV

I greeted Dan, obviously trying to contain myself because he was the front man of Bastille. I remained calm and introduced myself.

Kyle's front door had swung open, he lead us in, there I was greeted by Scarlett, I hugged her like there was no tomorrow and kissed her on the forehead, though still being slightly aggregated from the incident before, no one can really stay mad at Scarlett for long. I love her with all my heart.
Dan and Kyle entered the room again, Dan looking extremely uncomfortable and agitated.

I made small chat with Dan whilst Scarlett was playing with Kyle's kids and talking to Janna.
"You alright mate?" I ask.

"Huh? Oh. Yeah I'm okay it's just I'm stressed and things are just...coming out of nowhere. But I'm fine." He said, shifting his glasses.

"How'd you meet her?" Dan asks, glancing over to Scarlett.

"Well, she was drunk and she tripped over her heels and I caught her. I couldn't let her go home by herself in the state she was in. So I took her home. Then she started talking to me like we we've been bestfriends since we were 7, mind you she was in a state, she was crying, but then suddenly passed out, so I put her in her bed and went home. Then the next day I was walking along by myself in the park, Scarlett had stumbled over something and fell, and I caught her again. And yeah, that's pretty much it, there's a lot of falling involved." I chuckle.

We both continued to drink our beers, Kyle had taken the kids to bed, Scarlett had joined us for a drink.

"I'm genuinely sorry Scarlett, I shouldn't have reacted the way I shouldve. Oh and have you met Dan? Amazing bloke, he's in Bastille! So is Kyle!" I exclaimed, Scarlett smiled at me, she was shorter than me, a whole head to be exact.

"Oh, no I haven't. Hi Dan." She smiled politely.

I continued to talk to Dan, he was an amazing and interesting fella. We exchanged numbers, and drank for the remainder of the night.

Scarlett didn't drink much, seeing that I had a lot to drink she had to drive back home.

We arrived at the complex, Scarlett lead me into the bedroom and sat me down there and changed me.

"Scarrrrr I'm sleeeppyyyyy letss sleeepp. Sleepy scarlettttt. Aweee the puppiessss are following usss" I slurred. My vision was blurry and I think I've had one too many drinks tonight.

She gave a mix between a sigh and a chuckle. We set off to bed, she laid next to me, her head in between my bare arm and chest. I gave her a crooked smile and hugged her, making her giggle. She snuggled in the crook of my neck and kissed me.

"Good nighttt Arlieeeeee. I lovee youuu."

"I love you too." She whispered.

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+edit 7.6.16 -can I just say I'm writing little bits of the plot into these chaps because they don't make sense, so I suggest rereading the last few chapters of the first book and the retread this book to fully understand the ending. Thnks xx