𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶

paris, france

FORGET ABOUT YOU

"i want to go dancing." ophelia pouted, hands resting on daniel's shoulders as he played the piano. he rolled his eyes as his hands fell to his sides.

"make up your mind, ophelia. 'i want to do this, i want to do that'. you wanted me to play the piano for you, now you want to go dancing. pick one."

"dancing. let's go dancing." daniel nodded.

"dancing it is."

"let me touch up my makeup first." ophelia said, walking into the bathroom. her makeup was scattered around the small sink and bathtub. she brushed her long, thick brunette hair and applied a generous amount of blush and lipgloss.

and then they were off. biking to her dad's club in the dark. the two ditched their bikes as they pulled up to the small club in the center of town. ophelia was dressed in bell bottom jeans and a navy blue t-shirt, and daniel had small shorts, dirtied converse and a blue button up on.

"papa!" ophelia squealed as she made her way over to her father, chatting with a co-worker. daniel sat down at a small stool, lighting a cigarette a bar tender had given him.

"you really aren't much of a dancer, are you?" daniel's eyes furrowed as he looked over his shoulder.

"jonah?" daniel said, standing up.

"oui. care to dance with me while odette talks to her father?" daniel sighed.

"it's ophelia, and no, of course not." daniel made his way out to the dance floor with jonah.

being with him felt right, much better than being with ophelia. even though the lack of friendship, daniel felt.. something.

"what are you doing later tonight?" jonah yelled over the music. daniel shrugged as jonah jokingly spun him around.

"i don't know, whatever ophelia is up to!" jonah scoffed.

"do you have any champagne? we could have a drink back at your place!" jonah said. daniel smiled.

"that sounds wonderful!" daniel said, but before he could continue ophelia had made her way over, grabbing daniel's shoulders.

"whose that?" she asked, looking back at jonah.

the boys locked eyes. "he's my.. friend."

"do you want to go back to your place and.." ophelia's hand trailed down and rested on daniel's thigh. he gulped.

"i think i'm just going to have a night to myself tonight, but maybe tomorrow?" daniel asked. ophelia scoffed.

"whatever. i'm going to georgia's house. goodbye." daniel sighed as ophelia left.

"looks like you've got some problems!" jonah yelled. "would you like to go get drunk now?" daniel nodded.

and they were off. like usual, biking to daniel's. the sun was setting, and it felt peaceful. as they arrived to daniel's house, daniel began to feel nervous.

"boire du temps!" jonah yelled as daniel held the door open for him, locking it once they were both inside.

jonah followed closely behind daniel as he made his way to the kitchen. the floor was black and white tile, and the refrigerator was a yellow color.

"will wine work?" daniel asked, grabbing the green bottle from the fridge.

"of course." daniel nodded as he poured the maroon liquid into two wine glasses, handing one to jonah.