"Why do you always sit out there in the rain?"
"So no one can tell that i'm crying."
⚠️Trigger warning: if you cannot handle subjects such as self harm, strong violence, strong language, or possibly rape, this book is not for you⚠️
"I need a picture now for your contact." you say. Dan's eyes widen a little and he shakes his head, covering his face with his hands.
"Cmon Dan!" you try to convince him.
"No pictures," he says. "I look gross!" he laughs and rubs his red bloodshot eyes.
"No you look good! Just smile...please?" you pretend to pout.
Dan rolls his eyes.
"Noooo pleeeeaasseee Y/N!" he begs. "I'll break your camera lens with my face!" he jokes.
"Cmon, Dan!.....what makes you smile?" you ask desperately.
Dan looks up at you and blushes again. He rubs the back of his neck. "Your smile." he mumbles.
"what?" you say, taken aback by Dan's response. You knit your eyebrows and stare at him.
"Your smile," Dan repeats himself. "That's the thing that makes me smile..."
You couldn't help but to smile really wide. That was probably the most sweetest thing anyone has ever said to you.
Dan had let a smile creep onto his lips as well at the sight of you smiling, so you took the opportunity, and snapped a pic of him.
"Gotcha!" you laughed, holding up your phone.
"Not fair!" Dan whined. "I wasn't ready!"
"You look great, Dan." you assured him. You check the time on your phone, then lock it. You look back up at Dan.
"Let's do something." you say.
"W-what? Don't you have school? The bus is gonna be here any minute." Dan says.
"It's okay to skip once in a while, right?" You say, standing up and holding out your hand for Dan.
Dan takes your hand, and you pull him up. But this time it was all you.
"Thanks." he mumbles, and you nod.
You start walking, but Dan pulls on your sleeve.
Turning around, you look at Dan.
"What?" you ask.
"Where are we going?"
"My house."
"What are we going to do?"
"Play video games, I don't know."
"Isn't your mom home?"
"No. She doesn't come back until midnight." you smile. "now come on!" you urge Dan forward just as the bus pulls up.
You grab your house key from under the mat and unlock the door, letting both of you in before shutting it closed and locking it again.
Dan slips off his black zipper hi-tops and sets them against the door where the rest of the shoes are sat.
You snort slightly, which causes Dan to look up at you.
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"Problem?" he laughs.
"Yeah," you say. "What are those? What's up with the zippers."
"They're cool." Dan crosses his arms.
"No, they're edgy." you raise an eyebrow.
Dan pretends to get offended, and holds a hand up to his chest.
"I beg your pardon?"
"There's zippers on them instead of shoelaces," you explain. "edgy."
"Who needs laces when you have zippers?" Dan smirks at you.
Rolling your eyes, you walk into the kitchen.
"I'm making us a snack." you say from the kitchen.
Preparing a plate of veggie crackers and cheese/chips and salsa, you walk out with it, to see Dan sat on the couch waiting patiently. He had taken his jacket off now. He was wearing a white T-shirt. You were suprised that it wasn't black.
"Wow you're not wearing all black anymore," you say as you set the tray down on the glass coffee table. "you feeling okay?" you joke.
Dan laughs and picks up the remote, turning the TV on.
"Yeah. I'm great, actually. Thanks for asking." he says and looks at you with a smirk plastered on his face because he knows he's being a smart ass.
"Whatever," you say and plop down next to Dan. "let's play Just Dance." you smirk.
Dan looks at you quickly.
"Nooooooooo. I'm too lazy to dance right now. Can't we just play Mario Kart or something??" he pleads desperatley.
"No, Dan. We're gonna get some excersise." you stand up to get the game disc ready.
Sifting through the assortment of games you have, you hear Dan groan loudly behind you, and then hear him munching on the snacks rather loudly.
"Found it!" you say, pulling it out and setting it on the table infront of Dan.
"Ugh." Dan groans again.
"I don't really mean to brag or anything, but i'm actually like really super awesome at this game." you grin.
"Oh yeah?" Dan asks, standing up and grabbing a Wii remote from the table.
