Laying on the couch, I nap cuddled up to Dan with the TV still on in the back. I can hear my phone buzzing but can't be bothered to look.
DAN'S P.O.V:
I stroke her cheek as we lay and hope she'll get some much needed sleep. Just when I think she is asleep, he phone begins to buzz again. Sighing I reach over her to turn it off.
But right when I am about to do so, a text pops up with a screenshot of the site:
Joe: Damn, this how I find out? Kinda lame, thought we were friends 😂
He really can't be serious.
"Babe, let me just...", I begin and stand up slowly, her dozing off. I go up to our bedroom and immediately call Joe: "Well hello there.", he answers.
"This is Dan. Why the fuck do you think you have the right to fucking text her that shit. What's so hard about just leaving us alone?"
Joe laughs: "Oh of course it's Dan. This is what I mean. That bitch can't even speak for herself?"
"What the fuck did you just say? If you fucking say some more shit like that, I swear to god."
Another laugh: "The thing is, you've ruined her life. All the dreams she had? Gone because you drag the relationship in the public eye to get clout. Dan you're disgusting, you don't love her. I am not threatened by you. I have so much shit on you."
"I have never dragged our relationship into the public eye. And I know that you fucking know that I love her. You just can't handle that she doesn't want anything to do with you. She doesn't like you Joe. No one does anymore. Even your own sister is ashamed of you. Your own family. Aren't you embarrassed to run after someone that doesn't even like you? Someone that is engaged and in love? And don't fucking start with having shit on me. You know you have nothing on me. You know I could ruin your life, so don't try me or my finance, or any of my friends to be exact, ever fucking again? Do you fucking understand me?"
Silence follows." Yea, that's what I thought. ", I say and end the call, just to notice Y/N standing at the door.
YOUR P.O.V:
"What the hell?"
"Shit, what did you hear?", he asks.
"Just about everything. Joe?"
Dan sighs: "Of course. I am sorry but I just couldn't help it, he texted you some bull-", he gets interrupted by me falling into his arms. Dan kisses my head and begins to stroke my back. I can't help but become teary eyed.
"Hey, are you crying?", he pulls away to see my puffy face, "Don't cry, love."
"I can't help it. I hate it. I hate it so much. Why is he like that. Is it me, like is it my fault that I somehow keep losing friends?"
"No!", he exclaims, "It's not your fault that someone is so bored that they speculate and try to ruin our relationship. A true friend wouldn't believe rumors and give you time to say it on your own terms."
I sigh: "I know, you are right. But speaking of telling the news to people, what if our parents find out like this?"
