I woke up and turned to my left, grabbed my phone and saw the time was quarter to 11. "Oh God!" I yelled, i jumped out of the bed and rushed to the bathroom. I jumped in the shower and had the quickest wash ever, as i brushed my teeth i hopped in to my clothes. I decided, late last night when i couldn't get to sleep, to wear my skinny jeans, white t-shirt with blue birds on, a spotty white scarf and my favourite sky blue converses. I brushed my hair out of the mess it managed to get in last night just as the door bell rang. "Coming." I shouted, i grabbed my bag and checked for my phone, keys and purse. I opened the door and saw Dan leaning on the frame, he was wearing a dark blue jacket and black skinny jeans, and as usual his hair was perfectly straightened. "Good morning." I said cheerfully. "Hey, have a good first night?" He asked as we walked down the stairs. "Pretty good thanks to a couple of really nice guys upstairs." We walked in to town and decided to look in a supermarket for plates. "Pick any you want, just as long as they aren't gold plated." He told me, i picked out a set of blue plates, hopping that they weren't too expensive. Dan brought me the plates and we decided to get a milkshake from his favourite shop, Shakeaway.

We sat in the small shop, looking out of the window at everyone walking past. "So, what brings you to London?" Dan asked, sipping his milkshake. "I'm going to uni here." "Wow, great. What are you studying?" "Journalism. But to be honest i don't have a clue what i want to do. I'm just taking life one decision at a time." "Wow, you sound just like me. When i dropped out of uni i had no idea what to do, it felt like every second i wasn't doing something was a second wasted." I nodded, glad to be talking to someone who was like me. "But one thing that i love about the future is, you have no idea what's coming around the corner next." Just as i said that, a gang of teenage girls came round the corner and started screaming when they saw Dan, piling in to the small shop and taking out cameras. Dan gave me a wink and hopped down from his seat to greet his fans and hug them and take photos with them. I sat there, watching them all obsess over him. I felt very awkward just sitting to the side so i got out my phone and decided to check in with my dad. Just as i had finished texting him, the girls left pouring over their phones. Dan sat back at our table, looking tired. "Sorry about that." He said. "Don't be, they're your fans. Do you get regonised a lot?" "Yeah, quite a bit in London, especially at the weekend." We finish our drinks and start walking slowly back home, talking about everything and anything that pops in to our heads. He makes me laugh so much that my cheeks begin to ache and i realise that i haven't been this happy and careful for ages. As we enter the apartment and walk back up the stairs the conversation slows, both of us knowing that we are home. "Well thank you for replacing the plates Dan, that was really kind of you." I say as he passes them over, after refusing to let me carry them in town. "It was a pleasure, i'll see you around Amy. Pop in if you want a chat or need anything." "I will." I grin and he gives me the salute and walks up to his flat. I stand there, thinking about what has just happened, today and yesterday feel like one long amazing dream, one i don't want to end. I sigh and unpack my new plates in the cupboard, my mine focusing on Dan.