I awoke at 8am to my phone going off.
"What the hell..?" I wondered out loud, who was even UP at this time?!
I picked up the phone and answered the call.
"Hello?" I mumbled, rubbing my eyes.
"Hey," Dan's voice croaked, he was obviously as tired as I was.
"Dan it's 8." I groaned.
"I'm coming over, like, now."
"What?! I'm still in bed!" I panicked.
"Woah woah that's fine! Stay, I'll let myself in. Is Amy there?" He asked nervously.
I lay silent, trying to listen to her making breakfast or something.
"Nope." I confirmed.
"Even better, ok, just stay in bed, relax, I'll be over soon."
I sighed and turned over in the bed as he hung up.

I must've fallen back asleep again, because I awoke to the sound of someone typing.
I opened one eye, letting it adjust to the light, and I saw Dan sitting in the empty space next to me, on his laptop.
"Morning beautiful." He smiled as I stretched.
I looked over at the clock, 9.30am.
"Why are you over so early?" I questioned him.
He nodded over towards my desk, there was a camera sitting on it.
"You are going to be the guest in my new video!"
I sat up, my brown hair was tied up in a messy pony tail, my vest top was far too revelling and my shorts had ridden up.
"Shit." I pulled back the duvet after assessing the state I was in.
Dan chuckled, "It's fine." Then he proceeded to climb under the covers with me.
We sat under the covers together; neither of us could see a thing.
"It smells like you under here." Dan whispered.
I couldn't smell anything, "Is it a good or bad smell?"
He was silent for a minute; I could hear him breathing in deeply, "Good."
I smiled. I saw my phone on my pillow, so picked it up and lit it under the bed sheet.
Dan was staring at me, his gorgeous brown eyes twinkled in the light.
"This is cosy." I broke the awkward, 'staring into soul', silence.
"Mhmm." Dan traced the pattern on my under sheet.
The situation was getting more and more awkward by the minute, so much for romantic. I was debating diving for the escape before Dan placed his hand over mine.
"What did Amy tell you last night?" His face was hard to read due to the poor light.
"Nothing," I answered truthfully, "I overheard her screaming down the phone and decided to go to bed."
He seemed relived, "OK then."
"Is there anything I should know?" I narrowed my eyes.
"It's not my right to say," He paused, "It's Amy's."
I shook my head and started to move towards my pillows.
"Wait." Dan's hand caught mine.
"Why? I feel like you're keeping stuff from me, even if it is Amy's business, surely I have some kind of input?" I felt a lump in my throat.
He shushed me as I returned to my place under the duvet.
"I really can't tell you." He sighed.
I sniffed and swallowed hard, trying to remove the lump. I don't even know what got me so worked up; I don't like secrets being held from me.
He moved closer to me, my head resting on this shoulder as he stroked my cheek,
"I promise I'll talk to her about it." He reasoned.
I sniffed a bit more, "OK."
His hand moved from my cheek to my chin, he turned my head to face his.
The phone light had gone out so we were left sitting in the dark, the air was stuffy but at this moment I didn't care.
His lips touched mine softly, I wrapped my arms around his neck, trying my hardest not to somehow stroke it to make him freak out.
He grabbed my hips and lifted me up to sit on his lap. This must've looked really weird to anyone who could see, two lumps under a duvet making weird panting noises.
The kiss was intense, he was laying on top of me now, his hands exploring under my shirt.
The mattress started to slide off the bed as he pushed my arms above my head. Eventually the duvet had slid off of us and we were lying on the floor making out.
Someone cleared their throat, we both froze. Dan's lips were still on mine, his hands still under my shirt, my arms still wrapped around his neck.
He slowly rolled off of me and sat up, only to see Amy with her arms folded standing in the doorway.
"What did you hear?" Dan mumbled.
"Enough." She snorted before leaving the room, slamming the door behind her.

"Amy wa—"
Dan grabbed my waist before I could go after her. We stood in silence as we heard the door slam shut. Dan hugged me from behind;
"She's finding it a bit weird, leave her, she'll cool off." I sighed and looked at my bare feet. I hoped he was right, I'd had boyfriends who tried to separate my best friend and I before, I didn't want a repeat of that scenario.
"How about you take a shower and we do some filming?" He changed the subject.
I nodded and walked into the bathroom.
He gritted his teeth before addressing me, "She'll calm down, I promise."
I looked down at the ground while he kissed my forehead.
"Shower." I muttered.
He sympathetically smiled and left me in the bedroom alone.

The shower was warm; the water bouncing off my body was the best feeling right now. I combed the shampoo through my hair and stood for a while, thinking, about Dan, Amy, and general life. Why was Amy so horrified at Dan and I? And why didn't Dan want me to comfort her? They were all good questions, unanswerable, but good.
Suddenly I heard the door open; I hate bathrooms with no locks. The only person it could be was Dan.
"Dan." I sighed.
"I'm peeing." He chuckled.
I smiled and continued to wash myself. He flushed the toilet which made the shower run cold.
"Shit." I muttered jumping out the way of the cold blast.
"Oh crap, sorry." Dan apologized.
The shower curtain was separating us but I knew he had a smile plastered on his face.
"You can go now." I implied.
"Nah, I might just sit around in here, it's warm."
"There's no point," I washed out the last bit of conditioner before turning off the water, "I'm done now."
He passed me a towel around the curtain and waited for me to wrap it around myself before lifting me into the bedroom.
"Dan is this really necessary? I'm sopping wet!" I complained as he set me down on the bed.
He smirked and I just laughed at his dirty way of looking at things.
"Now go," I ushered him out the room, "I need to get dressed."
"Cant I—"
"Nope." I interrupted him before closing the door.

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