Escape (Dana Vaughns) *EDITING*

Chapter 3: Little V

I didn't wake up this time to the familiar tingles of Dana being close to me. The bed, I realized was empty as I felt around for another warm body. Confusion clouded my thoughts as I tried to look for Dana. The room was dark but there was a small beam of light coming from the bottom of the door to the bathroom. Yawning slightly, I sat upright and decided to get on Twitter until he came out.

About five minutes into my scrolling I heard Dana singing in the shower. I couldn't hold back the small giggles that made their way from the back of my throat.

"Where do broken hearts go?" He belted out the lyrics to the new One Direction song. I shook my head while going back to my phone. Quickly, I pulled out my camera and got closer to the door to record him. After about the third song, I made my way back to the middle of the bed.

Once he was finished with his little recording session, he walked back into the room. He stopped short, watching me look at him questioningly.

"Did you..." He trailed off once I nodded my head. I watched him walk to his suitcase and pull out his outfit for the day which consisted of all black. As his back was turned, I went to the video I recorded and pressed play. I laughed obnoxiously as I watched Dana's eyes widen in realization. His face turn up until he just couldn't hold it in anymore and joined in the laughter with me. This continued for another ten minutes until I finally got up.

"Can I borrow something?" I asked him, placing my hand on my hip. He chucked a pair of sweatpants and a black shirt at my head. I grabbed my bag and headed into the shower. Once I was out, I got dressed and put my hair into a ponytail. I walked out of the bathroom, scanning the room for the tall boy but finding no one. Dropping my things, I made my way to the kitchen to find him sitting on the island with his phone in hand. I smiled at his actions as I crept up behind him.

"What's cooking good looking?" I said into his ear. He immediately hopped off the counter he was sitting on and turned around. His face morphed into a smirk as he came closer to me making me back up. Once my back hit the wall, I looked back at Dana helplessly. His arms came to both sides of my face and he leaned in. My heart was beating rapidly as I stared into his eyes. He noticed my nervousness and leaned in even further, allowing me no room to do anything else but look at him.

"I'm going to get you back, and when I do, I promise you, I won't regret it." He said slowly, licking his lips at the end making me unconsciously do the same thing. His words seemed to travel through me, like they had some type of hidden message. I nodded slightly after he said them but he still hadn't moved.

I ducked out of his arms, catching him off guard while he was examining his clothes on me. I ran out of the kitchen and sat on the couch.

"Can you be a babe and bring breakfast to me when it's done?" I called out to him, laughter lacing my words as I knew he would still be in the same position. I heard a couple of profanities come out of his mouth as he remembered that he had something on the stovetop. I turned my attention to the TV in his living room. The Internship was on so I decided to watch that while I waited.

"Dylan O'Brien is daddy af." I read my tweet aloud, laughing to myself as I continued to watch the movie. I heard laughter coming from the door and turning my head, my face instantly heated up as I watched Dana try to balance two plates. He came closer, placing my food in front of me and sitting his next to him, still laughing. He came and sat next to me while we ate breakfast, laughing the whole time.

"What time is it?" I asked after the movie had ended. Turning my head, my attention went to Dana who was picking up his plate and mine from the coffee table. His movements stopped when he heard my voice call out to him and he turned toward me.