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Dan One Shot for Carly (homebaseforthebritishboybands/tumblr)

Another one of our arguments; These have become more and more frequent ever since Dan gained worldwide fame from X Factor.

I mean, what's a relationship without one or two small fights? Dan and I have been together for exactly a year, and we've had our fair share of fights, but this one- this has to be the most heated one yet.

We just came back from our 1 year anniversary dinner, which I ended up cutting short seeing Dan actually have the courage to flirt with the waitress right in front of my face.

"I don't even get why you have to overreact to everything! Geez Carly! Just calm down! I did nothing wrong!" He yells at me, running his fingers through his brown hair frustratingly.

So typical of Dan- thinking that he can get away with pretending to not understand where he went wrong.

"You just don't get it do you?" I shake my head quickly, fighting back tears.

"Oh, you think?!" He retorts sarcastically, his voice strong and dominant compared to mine.

I let out a loud sigh. "You'll never get how I feel when I see you go round flirting with every single girl who gives you attention. Am I not good enough for you? It's not even a one-off thing anymore! Ever since you got on that stupid show, I'm constantly hearing about you flirting and exchanging numbers with girls! I let it slip every single time, but just then, at the restaurant, on our fucking one year anniversary! You have the guts to do it in front of my face," I explain myself through quiet sobs. I wipe the tears from my cheek; grab my purse from the table, before taking one last look at Dan.

"When you learn the definition of commitment, come find me. But for now, I'm sorry Dan, I just can't handle it anymore, we're through," I mutter, completely crushed to have to say the words.

I walk out the front door of our flat and out of Dan's life, leaving him standing there speechless as he watches me leave.

I flick a quick txt letting my best friend know I'll be crashing at hers; then swiftly turning off my phone.

My best friend and I sit on the couch, watching movies to try get my mind off things- evidently not working, as I flood her living room with tears and tissues. She's the only one that understands me, and after explaining everything to her, she seemed madder than I was.

Suddenly, a series of sharp knocks interrupt our movie. I watch as my friend gets up to answer the door, soon after hearing her familiar frustrated groan.

"No Dan. No!" She exclaims.

"Please," my heart sinks as I hear Dan's voice.

My head snaps up hearing someone approach the living room. My eyes settle on the sight of a completely torn up looking Dan; his eyes all red and puffy and his hair messy. But seeing all this doesn't mean he's changed within himself...

"Can we talk?" He says in a completely broken tone.

"Didn't we do enough talking back at our flat?" I question back, trying to stay strong.

"Please Carly," he whispers.

I breathe out a sigh, before nodding slowly. My friend gives me a wary stare, but I give her a reassuring nod; and she dismisses herself and heads into her room.

"Carly,"

"Dan," I sigh.

"Carly, please, I was stupid. I hate myself for it now. I regret it so much. Please forgive me? Please come home?"

Does he really expect me to forgive him this easy?!

"You haven't changed a bit Dan. You still haven't figured out why I was mad. I can't carry on like this, if you're going to go flirting with millions of girls, you'll be better off without me,"

"I'm so sorry for hurting you. It's the last thing I would ever intend to do, and I was stupid to not realise you were hurt by my actions. I love you Carly, I really do. I love you and no one else. Please forgive me, please don't leave me! I don't know what I'd do if I lost you- You're my everything- Please-I know I've been an idiot..." He begs, tears endlessly streaming down his face.

I soften up- hearing him beg for forgiveness like that, seeing the tears and knowing he meant every word. I open my arms, wrapping my arms around his neck, engulfing him in a tight hug.

"I love you idiot," I chuckle quietly in his ear.

I pull out from the hug to stare straight into his brown eyes, as he smiles widely at me.

"You're my idiot," I continue as we both giggle, our lips pressing together just like we've done for a year.