the cheerleader and the outcast >> dan howell

Chapter 7

(This is kind of a different chapter. It's also kind of short. I'm on terrible writers block so um I NEED IDEAS. xD anyways, enjoy. xxx -Lilly)

It was the last day that I skip school because it was the last day of Dan's 3 day suspension. It was a Friday so I could not wait for the weekend and just be cooped up in my room with my music and not a care in the world.

I woke up really late so I quickly throw on some random clothes I find. I am dressed in a pair of black jeans and an old maroon colored hoodie. My hair is pulled up into a high pony tail, and I don't bother putting on any makeup. I slip on my converse and rush through the door, calling out a goodbye to my mother. Not that she cares though.

The drive to Dan's house was quick and I am there in no time. I run up to his door and knock on it. I hear him unlocking his door, and then he finally opens it. I widen my eyes at Dan standing before me. His hair and clothes are disheveled and his eyes are bloodshot.

"Come in." He grumbles and I hesitantly walk in, never taking my eyes off him. He closes and locks the door and then turns to me.

"Hangover?" I ask forming my mouth into a straight line. I've never had a hangover before, obviously, but I can imagine that it is really bad. Dan just simply nods, and collapses on the couch, burying his head in his hands.

I notice that he is still in his pajamas and smile to myself. I walk over to him and sit next to him, laying my head on his shoulder.

"Last night was fun, though. My first real party." I whisper to him, and Dan removes his head from his hands and stares at me seriously.

"I'm guessing you didn't see Facebook?" He says. I can sense a hint of sadness and anger in his voice. I shake my head, I don't have a Facebook and don't plan on having one anytime soon.

"What about it?" I ask suspiciously. Dan frowns slightly and picks up his phone off of the coffee table in front of us. He scrolls through his phone and then hands it to me so I can see. It's on Ethan's Facebook and I see pictures of me and Dan nuzzling close to each other, almost looking like we are kissing. When did they take these? My eyes widen as I read the comments.

"All thanks to our buddy Jacob, we got these hilarious pictures of the  slut and her boyfriend. Can you believe it?! :P" Was Ethan's comment on these pictures. My jaw drops and I look at Dan.

"Keep reading." He says quietly.

I continue reading and see a comment from Jacob: "Haha no problem bro. Totally worth pretending to be Dan's friend. I told you the rumors about this little whore were true!".

I cover my mouth as I finish reading the comments and look up at Dan, who has tears in his eyes.

"That little dick!" I cry out, tears spilling from my eyes. I clench my teeth and wipe away the tears angrily. I look at Dan and see a few tears flowing down his cheeks. And believe me, seeing this just broke my heart.

"Dan. Dan, sweetheart, don't cry. Don't cry, it's okay." I say sweetly, hugging him tightly. He buries his head in the crook of my neck and cries some more. I run my hand up and down his back, trying to comfort him.

"I just can't believe him!" Dan says between sobs. "And to say I call him my...my friend." He picks his head up and look me in the eyes. I give him a pained look.

"I know the feeling..." I whisper quietly . Dan just looks at me and then pulls me into him, holding me to his chest. We just lay there on the couch, in each other's arms for a few minutes. Dan plays with my hair, and I close my eyes, listening to the steady beat of his heart. Despite all the struggles we are going through right now, we have each other. Time stops and I wish I can stay in this moment forever, but I know I can't. I know I'll have to wake up Monday morning and face the terrors of high school. But that is just reality, and sometimes...sometimes reality hurts.