I ended up placed on the futon. I really didn't mind that. It was better than my own bed.
I wore one of Bro's shirts and a pair of Dave's boxers. It wasn't quite time to go to sleep, so Dave and I sat on the futon together and talked.
"So, why did you move away from Texas?" I asked.
He was silent a moment before he answered with, "Bro and I wanted to. He had a.. reputation back home. And no one exactly liked me. But no one really likes me here either." He shrugged.
"Well.. it's not like I hate you." I shrugged back.
"Really? I was under the impression you did." He smirked.
"No, not entirely. You're really sweet. I mean, you're letting me stay here. I'm really grateful for that."
"Don't mention it. This is really nothing. No big deal." He waved his hand, trying to dismiss it.
"Well it's a big deal for me. I wasn't supposed to leave the house today. I don't want to know what would've happened if I went home."
"Hopefully we'll never find out."
Dave reached out and put a hand on my shoulder, smiling softly. I smiled back at him, putting my hand over his. My heart softly ached when I looked at him, so I looked away. I picked up a pillow and shoved it at him.
"Go sleep. I don't know about you, but I like to wake up early and get a head start on my day."
He chuckled. "Alright. Good night." He took my hand and pressed his lips to the back of it, then got up and went to his room. Immediately, heat rose to my cheeks and spread across my face.
I stare after him until my face calms down a little. I flop over onto my pillow and sigh into it. God, what is coming over me? He doesn't see anything in me. He's just being nice. I sigh again and turn onto my back and make an attempt at sleep.
My mind is too busy for sleep during most of the night.
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When Does It End? Dave X Reader-Insert
Fanfiction[Y/N] is just a simple young girl in high school, right? Wrong. She has a deep past, and a deeper present. (DESCRIPTION IS WORK IN PROGRESS)
