AN: so today in class, we had a free write time and I had no idea what to write about so I may or may not have written a danfic by accident? The words sort of just came naturally. I really hope my teacher doesn't watch Dan's videos because if she did, she'd know it's about Dan.-Georgia

I woke up around 9 the next morning. I texted Ryan and we decided to meet up at 12. I pulled on a black over sized sweater, skinny jeans, and a pair of black fuzzy moccasins. I braided my hair and grabbed a blue hat and scarf because the chill of November was setting in. I ate breakfast and by the time I had finished, it was almost twelve so I grabbed a jacket and headed out to the park to meet Ryan.

I sat on a bench and a few minutes later, Ryan came up holding two cups of coffee. He greeted me and handed me one. A Caramel macchiato, extra caramel sauce. I grinned up at him.

"You remembered."

"Yeah, it was only yesterday that you came into my shop." He said smiling back. "And it isn't everyday I give someone my number."

"Are you saying I'm special?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

"Well, let's see if you're special." I joked and stood up. He followed me.

"So, where do you want to go?" He asked giving a crooked smile. Just like Dan's. My heart ached.

"Let's just wander." I forced out.

"Sounds good."

We walked in silence for a while until Ryan turned to me. "Let's play twenty questions. I get to ask you twenty questions then you get to ask me twenty."

"Sounds good." I grinned.

"Favorite sea creature?"

"Beluga Whale. They're so chubby!"

"Favorite color?"

"Black, purple, or blue."

"Favorite band?"

"All Time Low or Fall Out Boy. Or Muse."

"Favorite candy?"

"Maltesers!"

He asked me 16 more questions ranging from favorite kid's TV show to deepest secret.

"My turn! What's your favorite food?"

"Pizza. Or coffee."

"Favorite book?"

"I don't really read.."

"What? Not even a little?" I asked. I loved reading more than toast ( AN: I love references.)

"Not really." He said guiltily.

"It's cool." We continued playing until I was out of questions. I spotted a candy shop out of the corner of my eye. "Oh my gosh. Candy! Can we go in there?"

"Of course!" and we ran like children to the candy store.

I made it to the colorful doors first of course, considering the fact that I had a head start. I waited for Ryan to arrive and we pulled open the door. It was like a candy wonderland. Candies lined the wall, in all flavors. They had everything. Ryan and I stared in awe at the candies like, well, children in a candy store. I ended up buying 5 packages of maltesers (it was buy three, get two free). Ryan had a huge bag of candy too. We sat down and started to eat our candy.

We talked for a long time. About candy, and exes, and music, and the inevitability of death. I talked about Dan and about his videos and about how I caught him cheating on me. He talked about his ex girlfriend Veronica (AN: and then ALL the references were made) and how she had pretty much gone crazy. She broke up with him after making up a whole bunch of lies like her father dying.

I thought we were going to be great friends until he did the unexpected. (AN: I'm waiting for my friend and writing this and I just saw me math teacher. HIDE ME!) I was in the middle of talking and he leaned forward, his face getting closer and closer to mine. I almost leaned forward, almost on instinct and then I realized what was going on. He wasn't Dan and this was not okay. I don't care if I'm not dating Dan any more, it still feels wrong. I jumped back, dropping a couple maltesers. Dan would have crucified me if he saw that. Ryan immediately started apologizing.

"No, stop, it's really fine it's just that I just broke up with Dan and it doesn't feel right because- because-" I couldn't thing of anything.

"Because you still care about him? Right?"

I nodded, tears threatening to spill over. "Yeah, I do."

"Then go back to your flat and figure out how to talk to him. Go get him."

I nodded gratefully and gave him a hug before running up to my flat. I sat down and watched some of Dan's videos to see if I could learn anything. It wasn't long until I heard screaming coming from behind the door. At first I thought it was the video but then, I realized it was from outside the door.

"Phil. You don't understand! I blew it and it wasn't even my fault!" That raised a question. He was the one who cheated.

"Dan. Just calm down. You're drunk."

"Yeah, so?"

"You know what Dan. Go to your room."

"Whatever. You don't get it." I heard the door close.

A few minutes later, I heard it open and re close again. Then I heard a knock at my door. A red eyed Dan was in my door way.

AN: and it's a Cliffy. I was seriously freaking out because when I was waiting for my friend to be done with her ballet class like a 45 min drive away from my school, my math teacher walks out of the building. You see, I hate this teacher so here I am, shrunk down in my car, typing and wondering why he is here. Then I realized, that his daughter was doing gymnastics there. He didn't see me thank goodness. Hope you guy's love the chapter. Sorry it took FOREVER -Georgia