Why You? Sequel to Danny Boy (a Dan Howell/danisnotonfire fanfiction) *UNEDITED*

25) Addi

I'm startled out of sleep by my alarm, the Sherlock theme. Blindly I grab for my phone and as I turn it off, a pillow is thrown at my head. "I'm turning it off. God Emma."

I burrow underneath my covers then I remember, I'm at Playlist Live. I'm rooming with Emma freaking Blackery. Unfortunately, I also remember last night with Dan. I panicked and said Sam, which is a guy I work with. I really do have a crush on Dan, though. "God I'm such an idiot." I say out loud and get up to shower.

"Yes you are because you forgot to close the bloody curtains!" Emma grumbles.

"You need to get up anyways." I say digging my shampoo and body wash out of my bag. "We have to be there at nine and if you want breakfast we better get going. It's seven thirty now."

"Unlike you miss beauty it takes me thirty minutes to get ready rather than your hour." She says sitting up and rubbing her eyes. I almost laugh at her hair. She still wears her bright red wig and it's about the length if a bob, and it's sticking out from her head at every angle.

"Well then take your thirty minutes and go get us food!" I tease and throw a shirt at her.

She throws the shirt back and flops back down into her mound of pillows. I laugh and lock myself into the bathroom, my head slightly pounding from the alcohol last night. I take a few pain relievers and think back on last night.

Oh god, how will I face Dan? I like him, but he thinks I don't. There goes my chances. Maybe I can pretend I don't remember it?

That might work. If he actually brings it up I say I don't remember and he might actually think I didn't know what I was talking about. No. People always say drunken words are sober thoughts, but then he had problems with speaking things that he didn't actually think.

I step under the warm water and remember those few days when Phil was so upset with Dan. It was pretty terrifying. They're best friends and that's the only time in the almost three years I've known them that they've been more than frustrated at each other.

I sigh and run the shampoo through my hair. I could be subtle and drop hints that I really don't like Sam.

Or you could man up and actually tell him you like him.

Nope. Nope nopity nope. Not brave enough.

I continue my shower still thinking about what to do. Turning off the water and ringing out my hair, I decide to ask Emma.

Putting my hair into a towel and throwing on my robe I call out, "Emma I need girl help!"

I freeze as I walk out of the bathroom and see Dan and Phil lounging on my bed and Emma scrolling on her laptop. "What?"

"I- umm- What do I wear?"

A/N:

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