Chapter nine

Dan and I walked out of the restaurant arm in arm both of us all giggly.

"We sure showed him" I exclaimed as we walked down the street.

"Yeah, he definitely knows that he can't have you"

"Nope, I'm taken"

"Amen to that" Dan agreed.

"It's so fun to be able to say that I have a boyfriend now, I haven't been able to say that for a while. It was fun the first time, but now I can even say 'I'm dating Dan Howell, the famous internet cult leader'" I teased.

"Not a whole lot of people can say that you know"

"I hope there's only one person who can say that actually" I looked at Dan questioningly.

"Yeah, like I would be able to date more than one person at a time. It's a miracle that I'm even able to get one girlfriend, how on earth would I be able to find another girl crazy enough to want to date me. You know how long it is since I was able to call someone my girlfriend"

"You have a point, I am pretty crazy. Aren't you lucky?"

"Yes I am, I really am" Dan said genuinely and looked deep into my eyes.

I broke the eye contact and looked down at the pavement.

"Hey" Dan said making me look up at him again "I mean it you know. You're amazing" he gestured to me, waiving a hand up and down my body "and I really am lucky to have you" I smiled and so did Dan. I stood up on my toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek. We kept walking, I didn't really need to say anything, and he knew I appreciated his words.

After walking for a few minutes in silence we came to my apartment building. We stopped outside and turned toward each other.

"Wanna come up?" I asked.

"I'd love to" he replied eagerly.

Together we walked the flights of stairs to my flat where we paused so I could unlock the door. I felt Dan's body press up against me as I fiddled with the key in the lock, his breath on my neck sent shivers down my spine.

"Stop doing that" I exclaimed as I was finally able to turn the key and unlocking the door.

"Doing what?" Dan asked innocently.

"Turning me on when I'm trying to do something else" I explained feigning exasperated. I stepped aside and let Dan walk in to the apartment.

"I'm sorry, it's not my fault everything I do turns you on so much"

"Not everything you do turns me on" I protested as I took off my jacket and shoes.

"Oh, really? Wasn't that basically what you admitted earlier when we were walking to the restaurant?" Dan asked teasingly.

"No, I admitted that I think about sex almost as much as you do, that I associate everything I see and hear with sex, just like you. Not that everything you do turns me on" I argued walking with Dan through the door to the kitchen.

"Should we maybe test that out?" Dan asked suggestively.

"Oh, shut up" I said hitting him quite hard "maybe later" I mumbled under my breath.

"What?" Dan asked.

"Nothing. You want some tea?" I offered walking over to the 'kettle'.

"Sure" so I filled some new water in the 'kettle' and let it boil while I got out two mugs and spoons, handed Dan my selection of tea so he could choose, got out some hot chocolate mix for myself and poured it into my mug.

The 'kettle' made a loud noise indicating that the water was finished heating up, so I picked it up and filled Dan's mug, he had already chosen what type of tea he wanted and put the teabag in his mug. Then I poured a small amount into my own mug before getting out some lactose free milk and filling the rest of my mug with that and then stirring.

Dan and I took our respective hot beverages and headed to the living room area. We sat down on the couch for a bit of TV watching.

We watched in silence and both eventually finished drinking. I could tell Dan was getting restless beside me and his hand which was on my shoulder started massaging my neck and going underneath my top. Then he started fiddling with my bra strap.

"Goodness are you that eager?" I mumbled.

"As a matter of fact, yes" Dan whispered in my ear. He knew what he was doing, and he was doing it well. "And I also want to test out that theory"

"Shouldn't have said that" I mused.

"Why not?"

"Now all I'm going to want to do is prove you wrong" I explained.

"No you don't" he retorted.

"Yes I do" I argued convincingly.

Dan removed his arm from around my shoulder so he could take of his shirt. Darn! 'Look away' I told myself 'if you don't look, you can imagine it's not there'. My gaze fixed more intensely on the TV screen. I could feel from his weight on the couch that he had leant back and felt his hand start rubbing the side of my neck.

Instinctively I leant into his touch; this earned me a satisfied chuckle from Dan. Darn! I flinched away, but wasn't able to make it very convincing.

"Just give up" Dan interrupted my thoughts.

I kept staring ahead stoically. Dan's hand started fiddling with the zipper at the side of my skirt. I turned and slapped his hands away, but that was my fatal mistake. Turning meant my eyes followed in the direction in which I turned, and since I turned toward Dan my eyes automatically found his bare upper body.

"Shoot" I muttered before quickly turning back to face the TV.

"What was that?" Dan asked amused.

"Nothing" I insisted.

"Never mind then" Dan said placing his hand on the small of my back now. But again his hand started to wander where it shouldn't go. Like for example fiddling with my bra clasp under my shirt. Suddenly I felt a release of pressure around my torso; I held around my breasts protectively and now turned fully toward Dan with a shocked and disapproving look on my face.

"What? Too far?" he asked scared, dropping his hand.

"Yes" I answered. Dan looked down into his lap shamefully and played with his fingers nervously.

"I'm sorry" he managed, he looked very upset.

"Don't be. You won" I admitted before pushing him back into the couch with my hands on his shoulders and attacking his lips.

He was caught by surprise, but it didn't take long before he returned the kiss. He placed a hand on my back and laid me down on the couch so he was on top of me. For a few minutes we laid there making out, I had a very nice and soft couch.

I pushed Dan away from me slightly so his lips couldn't touch mine. "Maybe we should take this to the bedroom" I suggested.

"I agree" he said getting of me and helping me up. I took his hand and lead him through the hallway.

"So, you still worried about that waiter smiling at me too much?" I teased as we entered my bedroom.

"I might need a little more convincing" Dan teased back closing the door behind us and joining me at my bed.

"I don't think that would be too much of an inconvenience" I decided reaching down to the eminent bulge in his tight black jeans.

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[A/N]: Hey again, new chapter. Thank you for all the views and stuff, but please if you have any comment or anything to say about the story please review! I really want to know what you guys think! :D