the cheerleader and the outcast >> dan howell

Chapter 10

"Maybe, just maybe,
two broken people could manage to create something whole."

-Nalini Singh

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( A/N: SORRY ABOUT NOT UPDATING IN A WHILE IM STILL ALIVE SORRY. I also made a new cover for this story. I like it a lot! )

I awake to the sight of Dan staring at me. I slightly jump in surprise and he laughs at me.

"Sorry, you scared me." I yawn and he wraps his arms around me, kissing me on the cheek.
"Did you...did you stay in here all night?" I say, slightly blushing. Dan nods.

"Yeah. I didn't want to leave you alone." He says. This makes me smile and I look him deeply in the eyes. His hair is ruffled, making his fringe fall over his forehead. His eyes are slightly lighter than they usually are, and he stares sleepily at me.

"You look so cute in the morning." I breath, making him grin. He strokes my cheek, and looks at me passionately, Butterflies swarm in my stomach. He suddenly gets off of me, and on to the bed, making me lose his warmth. I feel cold without him. He stretches his arms out and walks over to the window, opening the curtain and looking out.

"It's raining." He says, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"Guess we will have to stay inside then." I say, not completely hating the fact that we have to stay indoors. Dan shrugs and walks back over to the bed, sitting on the edge of it.

"We have to pick up your stuff from your house today." He says plainly, not making eye contact with me. A pang of sadness stabs my heart, but I refuse to cry.

"Right. I forgot." I say, slightly choking on my words. Dan gives me a sad look and takes me by the hand.

"My mum is at work today, so I will take you, okay?" He says, and I nod, actually preferring that Dan comes rather than his mother. She is a sweet lady, but I feel more comfortable with Dan.

"What should we do in the mean time?" I ask casually, trying to push the thought of my mom's suicide out of my head. Dan turns to face me and smirks, and I look at him confusingly.

"I know what we could do to pass the time..." He says, slowly getting onto the bed and moving towards me.  My heart speeds up as he grips the bottom of my shirt, slowly pulling it up.

I grab his hand and stop him from removing my shirt.  He looks at me.

"I'm sorry it's just..." I say shyly. I realized that I'm not ready for him to see me like that. I'm not ready for that. We are too young.

"It's fine, love. I guess I was rushing things." Dan rubs the back of his neck and gets off of me, sitting next to me on the bed. He puts his arm around me and I bite my lip, feeling embarrassed for ruining the moment.

"I didn't mean to ruin the moment." I whisper. Dan quickly shushes me.

"You didn't. I completely understand. When ever you are ready, then I am ready." He says, and I exhale in relief and snuggle into him, feeling his warmth on my cold skin. After a few minutes we both decide to get dressed and go to my house to collect some of my belongings. Since I do not have any clothes, I dress in a pair of Dan's sweatpants and one of his sweaters, pulling on my converses and tying my hair up in a high pony tail.

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The drive to my house was long and quiet. I tried to keep the tears from spilling out, but a few escaped and trickled down my cheek as I wipe them away in frustration. I sniff causing Dan to give me a sorrowful look, and I just smile sadly at him, trying to show him that I am okay. Even though we both know that I am anything but okay. I focus on my breathing, trying to calm down, but it doesn't work. I start to pinch and scratch myself, a bad habit that I do when I am sad or nervous. Sometimes it gets to the point where I draw blood. Dan looks over at me and grabs my hand, stopping me from digging my nails into my flesh.