I woke up to the smell of Zoe's terrible perfume and a shrill scream.
It was the week end, no school, no homework and no Zoe.
"Jacob you little shi... Get back her with my Mark Jacobs your going to ruin it all" screamed Zoe running past my room.
*beep* *beep*
It was Dan as always.
Dan- She's awake then.
Me- yeah. Did you hear it?
Dan- The whole nabourhood heard it.
Dan- Do you want to go some where
Me- yeah
Dan- Meet me In 5 minuets
I quickly threw on some clothes on, pull a comb throw my hair, and befor i know it I'm sitting next to an over excited skittles on my gate.
"Hay LS" says Maisie from above me, "If mum asks you at all me and Nadine are having a sleepover, and deffinatly not going to that Consert we were talking about 2 days ago" she say dumping from the sill onto the bin.
"Oh really" I say winking at her, "I'll um tell her that then."
She then ran at full speed down the street and round the corner.
"Y/N" said a voice behind me.
It was Dan, he was carrying a large back pack fill'd to the brim with random tat.
We walk down the street until we got to the corner where we'd turn to go to school.
I started to walk that way, when Dan's Shaky hands pulled me curiously the other way, towards the park.
His hands, to me, where like a soft toy to a baby. Warm and conferting.
This feeling was new, not wrong, just new.
Then I remembered the sleepover and what Morgan had said.
Then the feeling went and the sensation in my mind decayed.
I let go of Dan's hand and hit my head.
"Hay whats wrong." He said looking back at me confused.My Confused self just wanted to hit him or scream random words at his face.
What was wrong everything we were friends nothing more nothing less, just friends, we shouldn't be holding hand and I deffently shouldn't like it that much.
But of cause I couldn't say that so I just had to make up an excuse.
"Um I forgot my... Uh... Braclet.. That.... Uh .... Hazel gave to me... Yeah ... I was going to give it back to her... Today" I said Bluffing.
"Oh I'm sure it'll be fine" said Dan looking at me with a sigh.
"Any way you look pretty with out a stupid braclet, bangle thingy" he said smiling at me.
I suddenly saw him with different eyes.
Yes we where friends but know I knew him. The real hfriend?The questions burned in my head seeking and answer.
Did he like me? Where did that lie come from? Is there food in that basket he's carrying? Why do I like holding his hand? Do I have a hand-fetish?
But most of all challenging to come to face with was.
Do I like Dan more that a friend?
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FanfictionI'd know Dan Howel My whole life. Are perants had bought houses in the same street next door to each other the year befor we were born. Ever since that day they had been a friend to are family. But I didn't meet Dan through my mum and Dan though i d...
