Your POV

I wake up to see the stars in the sky and feel the cold, night air nip at my skin. I go to sit up but am unable to move. I look down to see someone's arm around my waist with a firm grip. I look up and see Dan's peaceful face. His eyes are closed and mouth slightly open, releasing soft snores. As I lay there, head on his chest, I listen to the soft pounding of his heart.

I enjoy the moment, but am soon interrupted by my phone ringing. I pick it up and check the caller ID.

Philly :).

I answer. "Hello?"

"Y/N? Where are you? Is Dan with you? I tried to call on his phone but he wouldn't answer."

"Sorry, Phil. We're at the park and fell asleep. We'll be home soon," I sigh.

"Okay, see you soon." And he hangs up.

Softly, I shake Dan. He slowly opens his eyes and looks at me. "Dan, Phil just called. We better get home." Nodding, he releases the grip around my waist and we both sit up.

"Lets go then," he looks at my bare arms and frowns. "Aren't you cold?"

"I guess I'm a little cold.." He immediately takes off his jacket and gives it to me. "Dan, it's fine."

"Hush," he places a finger to my lips. "I won't have you feeling cold."

And before I can say another word, he grabs my hand and intertwines his fingers with mine and we begin to walk home.

I listen to the sounds around us. The crickets chirping. The London traffic. The sounds of our footsteps. Our soft breaths.

This is the first walk home where Dan and I have said nothing.

But it's nice. It's comfortable. It's peaceful.

We get to the building and walk up the many steps.

As we stand outside my door, I turn to Dan. "Can you stay a while? Please?"

He nods and smiles. We walk up more stairs and into the living room.

"So," he starts. "What would you like to do?"

"I don't know. Order pizza and have a movie marathon?" His eyes shine at the idea.

"Okay, sure. I'll just text Phil and ask if he'd like to join us." I nod and start to look through my movie collection, trying to find the perfect thing to watch.

Dan's POV

"So," I begin. "What would you like to do?"

"I don't know. Order pizza and have a movie marathon?" Perfect!

"Okay, sure. I'll just text Phil and ask if he'd like to join us." She nods and starts to look through her movie collection.

I pull my phone out of my pocket and begin to text Phil.

Dan: I'm over at Y/N's for pizza and movie marathon. Wanna come?

Phil: Nah. You spend some time with her. Some alone time is all you two need to spark some romance ;)

I blush and quickly type a reply.

Dan: Shut up, Phil! Nothing romantic is going on! Just a friendly movie night! Besides, if alone time is all we need, how has nothing happened already?

Phil: Okay, okay! I don't know, maybe it's just not the time yet. Fate will decide!

I roll my eyes and look over to Y/N. She holds the Hunger Games movies in her hands with a sheepish grin.

I give her a smile back and a thumbs up and say, "I'm going to order the pizza."

"Okay."

I walk out to the kitchen and dial the number. After I order the pizza, I walk back into the living room and plop on the couch next to Y/N. Seeing as we have a bit until the pizza comes, we talk.

"Y/N, you still haven't told me much of your Yorkshire life. What were you like then?"

She pauses for a moment, frowning.

Your POV

My heart sinks. What will I tell him? I don't think he'd like to know about the bullying. It wasn't anything bad, but it was terrible. Or about how my parents would fight and fight. They're still together, miraculously, but their fights were, and still are, horrible.

And I know for a fact I can't tell him about my ex boyfriend.

"Y/N?" I snap back into reality and look up at him, eyebrows raised.

"Sorry. It wasn't that interesting. What about you? What was Dan like as a child? No different, I guess," I joke, hoping he would forget about it and laugh. But he didn't. His face wore a concerned expression.

"What aren't you telling me?" I shake my head.

"Really, it's fine. I just don't have that much of an interesting back story."

Still unconvinced, he grabs my hands and says, "I want you to know that no matter what, you can trust me with anything. I'll always be here for you, even when you don't want me. I care for you." I'm pulled into a warm embrace. Dan sways the two of us side to side and kisses my forehead.

We're soon interrupted by a knock on the door.

"I'll get it," he says, breaking the hug and standing up. As he walks out of the room, I feel a pang of sadness. I was enjoying that hug.

Soon he walks back in and places the pizza on the coffee table, then turns around to get plates and cups for the drinks. While he does, I begin to set up the movie and go get a large blanket from the linen cupboard.

He comes back and I press play. We sit there, watching our movie and eating pizza. Perfect.

About half way through the first movie, Dan grabs my hand and intertwines his fingers with mine.

Even though we have to keep getting up to change movies, I end up in his arms, my head on his shoulder, not wanting to move. And we don't, besides putting on the last movie.

The last movie ends and we're still snuggled close. And once again, we fall asleep like that. In each others arms. Where we're meant to be.