𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟

𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐈𝐒

"ok, you're out of your fucking mind!" i screeched, laughing as daniel just stared at me.

"hey, no, they're are lots of people who don't like chocolate!" he defended.

"then how come i've never met someone who doesn't like chocolate?" i questioned.

"because...well, because...um....i got nothing," he admitted.

i looked at him with a satisfied smirk, knowing i had just won.

"don't you look at me like that," he warned.

i started laughing, which caused him to start laughing too.

his laugh is beautiful. in fact, it's probably one of my new favorite things.

my phone started buzzing next to me on the floor and i snapped back to reality.

we've been in here for about an hour now and i haven't once tried contacting hudson.

i picked up my phone to see sixteen missed calls and over a hundred text messages from hudson.

"i completely forgot about my boyfriend," i giggled even though it probably wasn't something i should laugh about.

i picked up my phone and typed a quick explanation and a sorry before sending it and turning my phone back off.

"shouldn't you text your girlfriend?" i asked.

"probably," he responded.

but he didn't even move a muscle. he didn't even look at his phone.

i don't know what it is, but somethings bothering him.

i don't know how i can tell that, but i can.

it's like i'm connected to him.