ANNNNDDD another chapter. Woohoo! I've gotten one a day up for the past week or so! I'm actually kind of proud. =]

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"I had the weirdest dream last night." I looked up from my cereal as Amanda sat across from me. Her face resembled what one's features may look like after seeing a ghost or an alien. I furrowed my eyebrows, worried and concerned.

"What happened?"

It was all the initiative she needed to start her story. I listen carefully, completely shocked as she spoke.

"I think it was just because we went to see them last night, though. They say that your dreams just reflect your major thoughts and concerns, so that must be why they appeared in my dream. Seriously, I've never actually dreamed about them before. How odd that Danny Jones appeared in our room. Why one earth would I ever think that?" She laughed, biting into her apple.

"It is quite weird." I agreed, letting out a long breath. Had she been aware the entire time? Thank god her innocent brain was easily swayed.

"I know! Gosh, maybe I shouldn't go to their gigs any more. It kind of freaks me out that I dream about them. But… oh gosh, last night was amazing, Em. I don't know how I can ever thank you. That was like… every Christmas, every birthday, and every Valentine's Day wrapped into one." I laughed and smiled, pleased that at least one of us enjoyed the evening.

"So what are you doing today?" Amanda asked after a moment. "Hanging with Andrea and Jake?"

"Actually, no… I'm meeting someone for breakfast." I laughed, realizing that I'd have to eat again. Why had I gotten cereal if I knew that I had to meet Danny?

"Interesting… the reason your eating now isn't to make it seem like you barely eat anything when you meet up with him, is it?" She asked, looking a bit angry.

"What? No. I'm just really hungry. And how did you know it was a him?" I asked, curious.

Amanda rolled her brown eyes as though it was obvious. "You just said you were meeting someone for breakfast. If it was a girl you would've said her name. Who is it?" Her eyes lit up at the thought of something interesting happening.

"You don't know him." I replied, half lying. She did know him, just not personally.

"So he doesn't go to school here?" She seemed very shocked by this news. "When did you meet him?"

I sighed, slightly put off by all the questions. The best way to lie was to include as few details as possible. Now I had to tell her an entire story.

"Dan and I have known each other since we were little. I was supposed to meet up with him last night but you and I went to the concert instead. He's a bit peeved, actually." I said, wondering if I should've changed Danny's name. Would it give too much away?

"Oh… I'm sorry that you had to cancel plans for the concert. We could've skipped it-" I cut her off, shaking my head.

"No, I wanted to go. It was good. Dan will understand." I shrugged my shoulders as I cleared up my plate. "I must be off now, though. If I cancel on him twice he might kill me." I laughed, ready to get out of there.

"All right, see you later then." Amanda chuckled silently as I quickly walked away from the table and deposited my cereal bowl onto the conveyer belt for cleaning. I made my way off campus quickly and determined, texting Danny as I walked.

We'd agreed on a small café a few blocks from my school, and I picked up the pace as I realized I might be a few minutes late. It was a rarely nice day for England weather, but I could still feel a nippy coldness seep through my jacket. I wanted in a warm building as soon as possible.

I arrived in good time, swinging open the door and jumping into the heated building very dramatically. A few on lookers seated close to the door gave me odd looks before going back to their laptops and meals. I sighed, looking around for my brother's familiar curly head.

"Em!" I turned around and spotted Danny in his public getup. I forgot that eating out was somewhat difficult for him, especially around schools. I made my way over to his table and sat across from him, examining his dark sunglasses and beanie.

"People are going to think you're crazy." I stated, smiling happily as I sat down. It was as though we both forgot the main reason we were out to breakfast as we settled into one another's company.

"I'd rather them think that then recognize me." He stated honestly as he nodded his head in the direction of the counter. "Did you order anything yet?"

"No, I just walked in."

"Let's go then."

We both left our stuff at the table and made our way to the counter. We ordered the basic breakfast food and the waitress assured us that it would be out in a few minutes.

"So…" Danny started as we took our seats once again. His eyes wouldn't meet my own as he sat rigidly in his chair, awkwardly facing away from me. My shoulders fell as I realized this was his hostile pose – he still hadn't forgiven me.

"So…" I sighed, realizing that I could no longer avoid the inevitable conversation. I was torn between wishing to run out of the café and wishing to get the conversation over with. Running away would save me from lying and feeling guilty, but it wouldn't get rid of whatever Danny was feeling. I couldn't do that to him.

"What happened last night, Em? I thought you wanted to visit me." Danny stated, looking down at his place and avoiding my eyes. He sounded upset and embarrassed, looking ashamed at the thought of me avoiding him. "We barely see each other when I'm home anyway… I miss seeing you."

"Danny, I love visiting you and the rest of the guys! I really wanted to go last night." I assured him, hoping he would hear the honesty in my voice.

"Then what was with the disappearing act? You could've at least told me ahead of time that you weren't coming." He looked angry as he pulled his head up and fixed his blue eyes directly on me. I was always slightly jealous that Danny got the pretty eyes in the family. Mine were a boring gray color, not really as pigment filled as his were.

"Honestly? I didn't really think you'd mind or freak out this much. I didn't mean to scare you… It's just…" I couldn't finish my statement. I didn't want to tell him the truth. How could I? It would hurt his feelings, especially because he hadn't been a huge fan of my Plan: A. I would have to lie, wouldn't I? Even if I didn't like it, it wouldn't hurt his feelings.

"Just what?"

"Well, I hadn't expected Amanda to be home in time for the concert… but she actually came home a day early. You remember, my obsessive roommate? She heard that I was going and I knew how much she loved you guys so I decided to bring her along. She… she didn't feel too well after the concert so we went home. I think it was all the screaming and jumping around that got to her. I didn't really think about it too much." I stated, shrugging my shoulders.

While I lied, I tried my hardest to not blame everything on Amanda. It wouldn't be fair to her… but it was easiest. It wasn't as though she would find out anyhow… but even if she never knew, I still didn't like it on my conscience.

"Oh… well, is she okay now? I didn't wake her up or anything last night, right?" He asked, looking worried.

"Believe me, you would've known if you woke her up." I laughed lightly, shaking my head. "The entire building would've known."

"That loud, huh?"

"Very, very loud."

Danny nodded his head in understanding, a small smile spreading across his face. "I did catch a glimpse of her last night though. She's cute. Serious potential." His smirk grew wider as he spoke, probably thinking of different strategies to get into my room again. I glared at him playfully, daring him to try it.

"Danny! Don't even think about it!"

"What? Maybe I've got a thing for short haired brunettes."

"Is it just because you're a short haired brunette? You egotistical bastard."

"How'd you know?" His smile was completely evident upon his face, mirroring my own grin.

"Order's up." Our waitress dropped our plates in front of us gently as well as our drinks. I took a nice sip of my coffee, relishing the caffeine.

"That waitress ain't too bad looking either." I rolled my eyes and shoved a home fry in his face, effectively shutting him up.