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Embarrassed

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(y/n) POV

I walked up the stairs to Dan and Phil's flat reading over a flyer that had been handed to me on the street. 

It was for an improv class this Saturday. It was relatively cheap and sounded like a good laugh, with Dan there of course. I knocked on the door smiling at the ground. He was going to hate me for this.

The door swung open to reveal Phil.

"(y/n)! Hey come on in! Thank god you're here, Dan is killing me." Phil said ushering me in.

"Oh so now he's my problem?" I said sighing turning to Dan's bedroom door.

"Yup, good luck with that. He's all yours!" Phil said.

I laughed and Phil headed into the kitchen. My stomach churned at his little comment. 'all mine'? Was I crushing on Dan? No... there is no way that would happen, I'm just his MarioKart buddy. I knocked, but there was no answer.

"Dan?" I called out and knocked again.

Still nothing. I opened the door, but his room was empty.

"Phil--" I began, turning toward the kitchen, but Dan jumped out in front of me with his Justin Bieber mask on. I screamed, falling backwards and Phil ran in, startled by the commotion. He saw Dan in the mask and me on the floor, tears in my eyes and began to chuckle as well.

"You ass!" I yelled trying to kick Dan's legs from my position on the floor. He dodged and pulled his mask off, laughing hysterically.

"I actually for real hate you." I said as Phil pulled me up. Dan clutched his sides in pain from all the laughing, gasping for air.

"oh--my--god--that was--the greatest--thing-- ever!" Dan said between laughs.

"Do you see what I have to deal with?" Phil said rolling his eyes, still stifling a laugh.

 He left and Dan calmed down, his eyes sparking with joy and mischief, like a small child would. Those pretty bro-- wait. No. What?

I shook it off crossing my arms and pouting.

"Payback's a bitch you know." I said bluntly and Dan smirked.

"Yeah right, you can prank me."

"You just wait Howell... You just wait." I said. I picked up my purse from the floor and slung it over my shoulder.

"Now if you will excuse me, I will be going somewhere I am appreciated. I turned abruptly and started walking towards the door. Dan's hand grasped my wrist and  could feel small tingle run up and down my body.

"Oh no you are not going anywhere." Dan said before picking me up.

My face turned a bright red as he slung me over his shoulder. He began to walk toward the couch.

"Put me down ho." I said pounding on his back lightly. I didn't want to hurt him of course.

"No" He said and silence ensued. I huffed and stopped punching.

"Like the view?" Dan said laughing. Since when did he become so confident? What is he drunk?

"Actually shut up." I said. No I didn't like the view of his butt. 

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Moving on.

"I could ask you the same question. SIR."