"Hey (OC/n). I'm sorry, okay?"
I rolled my eyes. "What the hell Dan! I get it if you're busy or something but Skyrim? Really? You're not replying to my texts because you're too busy playing Skyrim?"
"I was in the zone." He groaned.
"Oh please! This is coming from a guy who interrupted my Crash Bandicoot game because he wanted to make out!" I spat at him, gritting my teeth.
I was expecting that he will dramatically try and give a majestic argument but he just laughed. Those f*cking dimples surfacing as he laughed heartily made my heart flutter-as usual. Still, I tried to keep a straight, crossing my arms against my chest. What was he on about?
He stopped, a ghost of a smile still visible on his lips and just looked me straight in the eyes. "Don't act like pausing your game didn't lead to something mutually beneficial."
And just like that, my feelings betrayed me and a grin spread across my face. "I. FREAKING. HATE. YOU. DANIEL. JAMES. HOWELL." I said, hitting him on the arm at every word. He grabbed me on the waist and kissed me on the forehead as I did.
"I love you too."
My phone beeped. Thanks phone for this amazing interruption. I was reminiscing like crazy here!
An Instagram notif.
"What the actual f-?!" I exclaimed, unable to keep my thoughts on silent. Dan just posted a selfie with Colin, their new family dog, and his hair in its natural curly state. "This guy, I swear..."
I just stared at his photo, brushing my fingers over the screen. "Why do I have to love you like this?"
At the back of my mind, his voice echoed. Did I do something wrong (OC/n)? Why... Why are you saying these things?
"I f*cking hate myself." I whispered, my tears falling over his smiling image.