A Silhouette and Maybe More

The All Important Question

This day couldn't have gotten better, now that I had reunited family I couldn't feel any happier with myself. Kyle had came round once more and had met Abigail for the first time and well...they certainly kicked off. We all sat as a group our living room but we were split into two and having our own private conversations. Every now and then I would take a glance over at Kyle and Abigail, if only they knew what their own faces looked like then they would be in hiding. Glances soon became blank stares, they were so deep into conversation and too busy gloating over each other that they hardly noticed me. They seemed to click. I felt as though that Abigail was too spontaneous for Kyle, but I don't know him as well as I know her.

"Ameeeliaaaa." Dan's voice soon became noticeable when I switched my focus onto him.

"Hm? Oh sorry. I was just...never mind."

"They seem to get on well."

I sighed loudly and mumbled something inaudible. Why was it so easy for them? The chemistry between the two was so easily built and I couldn't help compare my situation with theirs. Dan and I had a rough start. A really rough start. But with some patience and understanding things became better and that was over a period of a year and a bit, but with them? It's all been pushed into the time limits of an evening.

"I know what you're thinking." Dan's soothing voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked over at him and raised my eyebrows ever so slightly. "Don't worry, I'm thinking it too." I pursed my lips and headed to the kitchen with Dan hot on my heels. The door closed and his voice had risen.

"You're probably thinking why it's so easy for them to get along. I can see you staring at them Amelia I'm not dumb."

"Why was it never this easy for us?" I folded my arms and shook my head, replaying the part of my life where Dan had just taken his role in.

"Because I was being difficult, not to mention being a temperamental, ignorant and selfish dick. Kyle's not that." He chuckled burying his hands deep into his pockets. I would never dare tell Dan that I was secretly jealous of Abigail. Why did I get stuck with Dan? No, not stuck, had the misfortune of putting up with. It was the most negative thing I could've ever have possibly thought in my head about Dan. I loved him, I did, but with him being a criminal and all that things were just difficult. I knew that if none of this happened and that we had never of met that he would still be with Angela and still continuing on with Bastille so I didn't ask the question.

Was it too hard to ask for a simple love life?

"Dan? What are we?" I asked. My question seemed to baffle Dan, his eyebrows knitting together as though he was trying to conjure up an answer. Were we just taking each other for granted?

"I-I don't know. What do you want us to be?"

"No, it doesn't matter about what I want, it's what you think our future will be like."

I was beginning to sound a bit desperate now, upsetting myself the deeper the conversation got. Dan? Not so much. I just wanted some closure knowing that my future will be bright even if it does include a serious relationship between Dan and I.

He walked over to me with a smile on his lips and his hand outstretched.

"Hello, I'm Dan. I'm awkward, weird and I can be nice if you get to know me. I like listening to music, reading and hanging out with this girl called Amelia. I think I love her, but I just can't seem to convey that message to her. I want her to be mine, I want to tell her that I hope she would still be apart of my future, I want to be with her for as long as I live but I don't know how to say this to her."

I blushed profoundly and took his hand in mine and shook it. I didn't know what he was doing, I just went along with it.

"Hello Dan. I'm Amelia. I'm shy, socially awkward and usually daydreaming to my hearts content. Sometimes I believe I'm being stupidly ignorant when I'm too busy searching for something worthwhile and then not realising that it's already standing right in front of me."

His toothy grin made its appearance and he edged his way closer to me taking my waist within his grasp.

"Hm, I can see that we are clearly going to get along perfectly together." He smirked. I stood up onto my tiptoes and kissed him tenderly. He pulled apart and had smug looking face.

"Go on. Ask that question again."

"Uh, what are we?" I asked, slightly confused.

"Together." He replied placing his forehead down onto mine.

I may of had the misfortune of putting up with him over the year, but I'm sure glad I did.

A/n: Wow guys thanks so much for 7.6k reads, almost unbelievable. I'm trying to find an ending for this but I'm struggling a little and I've just done my prelims for school (Scottish schools are shite btw) so I've just been busy so far but I'm still writing! Just every now and then. Thanks again.