Part 7

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The next morning I woke up with the worst headache ever. I slowly sat up and tried to recollect what the hell happened last night. I couldn't remember undressing for bed, yet I was only in my underwear and beside me was Daniel – only in his boxers.

"fuck fuck fuck fuck" I thought as I practically jumped out of bed and quickly found an oversized shirt in my closet to put on. Just as I had put it on I sensed movement from the bed and turned around to see Daniel awake, staring at me.

"Morning" he said with a raspy voice and smiled at me.

"Uuhm morning" I said "last night, what happened? I don't remember a thing".

"I'm guessing you're afraid we did something?". I nodded.

"Don't worry, we didn't"

"But why was I only in my underwear then?".

"Well you got super wasted and spilled all over your clothes, so I kinda had to undress you. I didn't wanna put you to sleep in clothes soaked in vodka, you know" he smiled slightly.

"Oh okay, well I remember spilling my drink over you and I'm sorry about that. And the offer of getting another shirt is still available" I said.

"Nah it's fine, I'll just go without a shirt and wash it properly when I get home it's not a problem (Y/N)".

"Alright, well uuh do you want some breakfast?" I asked.

"Yes please but you'll have to lead me there cause I'm not really sure where it is" he said and smiled. I giggled.

"I'll make us some eggs and bacon" he said and started preparing the food. I sat on the counter and watched him cook. This was a bad situation. I had started liking Daniel. Like, a whole lot. Bringing him in with me was a stupid decision. I still had Corbyn, or I might. But I just couldn't help it, Daniel was an absolute sweetheart and also so fucking hot. Not that Corbyn isn't any of those things it's just... ugh I don't know what I'm doing.

"(Y/N) can I ask you something?" Daniel suddenly asked and faced me.

"Sure"

"What are your feelings towards me?". I sighed and looked down.

"It's complicated Daniel"

"Just tell me, if Corbyn was never in the picture, would you have gotten with me?" he said as he walked to me and stood between my legs. I looked up at him.

"Daniel it's-"

"Complicated, I get it. But please, I need to know".

"Corbyn was the reason we got to know each other" I said.

"I know, I know. But will you please just let me know?"

"uhm I think so". He smiled.

"But Daniel there isn't gonna be an 'us' you know that right?". He started leaning in closer.

"Dan-". He put his hand under my chin and slowly pulled my face closer to his. The pace of my breath picked up.

"Don't hyperventilate baby girl" he smirked. Our lips were now inches apart.

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