"Well, what do you expect?" I yelled at Dan not caring that the grumps could possibly hear us outside the door. "I can't just change my life for you, Danny." "I'm not asking for you to do that shit, (Y/N)!" Dan tried not to yell to make you not jump like his last outburst. "Dan, I can't anymore," I said grabbing my stuff. "I can't do this anymore. I love you, but I can't." He grabbed my hand and gently turned me towards him, he grabbed my face and kissed me before I could protest from being mad at him. I felt his passion, his sincerity. I felt my anger melt away. I kissed him back unknowingly. I ran my fingers through his hair, lightly tugging it. He pulled me closer, then picked me up. As my legs wrapped around his waist. At that moment I knew, he won this argument, for now. *** This is the story of how I met Danny. I was a YouTuber, so was he. I loved music, comedy, and him. This is our journey of our relationship and how it's remotely gotten this far.
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