Your POV

I wake up to the sound of my alarm. I try to reach out to turn it off but can't move my arm. I look down and Dan's arms are still wrapped around me tightly.

"Dan," I whisper shout. He only stirs, so I try again. "Dan, I gotta get ready for work." He slowly opens his eyelids, revealing his gorgeous chocolaty eyes. His lips curl up into a smile, his dimples showing.

"Do I have to let go?" He says, disappointed. I nod and he removes his arms.

I get out of bed, but Dan struggles, taking ages to just sit up. "C'mon, sleepy head. If you get ready on time you can come with me for some breakfast."

He then jumps out of bed, causing me to laugh. "I'll be right back, just let me go get ready." I nod and start to make myself presentable for the customers.

Dan's POV

I get into my flat and frantically search my draws for clothes. I grab out some black jeans and my Dan and Phil pixel people shirt and quickly change.

Once dressed, I quickly walk out of the flat and over to Y/N's. Just as I get there, she's walking down the hall into the living room, but stops when she see's me.

She chuckles and I give her a questioning look. She shakes her head. "Wow, what has happened to Dan? Wearing something other than black. And showing off your own merch?" She chuckles some more and looks at my hair, eyes widening. "And, oh my God, he's a hobbit today!"

I quickly rush to a mirror. And what do I see? Curls. I groan. "Do you mind if I quickly use your straightener?"

She shakes her head. "Why? It's adorable! I love it!" I blush and look down. She giggles and grabs my arm. "Shall we go, Mr Howell?" I nod and we head off.

It's a nice day outside. For once, it's completely cloudless. I look at Y/N. She's wearing denim shorts and a F/C t-shirt with her favourite black converse. She's left her H/L H/C hair out and it flows in the light summer breeze. She's so beautiful. I don't even realise that we've stopped and that she's talking to me.

"Dan!" I snap into reality and she giggles. "We're here, you dork."

I nod. "Hello, Y/N! Hello, Dan!" I turn around to see John and wave.

"Hello, John!" Her soft voice is music to my ears.

"So, are you excited?" He asks, looking to Y/N. Y/N looks at him, confused.

"Excited about what?" I then realise what he's talking about. I wave my hands at him and shake my head, mouthing the words, 'I haven't told her yet!"

He nods. Phew.

Your POV

"So, are you excited?" John asks me. My mind floods with confusion. Excited about what? What don't I know?

"Excited about what?" He looks as if he's about to say something then looks to Dan. Dan looks like he is having a major fit, or like someone was going to tell him the end of a movie. What has Dan been up to?

Nodding, John turns his attention back to me. "Are you excited to start work today?" I look at the two boys suspiciously and slowly nod.

John walks into the back room, leaving Dan and I on our own. Now is my time to get some answers. "What was that about?"

"What was what about?"

"Don't be a smart arse," I say, clearly a little annoyed. "What are you two up to?"

He sighs and looks straight into my eyes. He goes to say something but hesitates. "Meet me at Trafalgar Square when you're off?"

I nod and turn around, heading behind the counter. I get to the cash register and look at Dan. "So, Danny boy," I smirk and he groans at me, looking annoyed. "What would you like?"

He mutters something but it's too quiet and I don't hear him. "What?"

"Oh, uh, surprise me," he says as his face goes red and he looks down. I giggle at his embarrassment and go to get him some cereal.

~Time skip~

By the end of the day, I'm very impatient. Maybe he's going to tell me his mischievous plans at Trafalgar Square? I hope so.

So, when my shift ends, I shout a goodbye to John and bolt out the door.

Quickly, I make my way to Trafalgar Square, pushing through the many people.

When I get there, I look around. He shouldn't be that hard to find. Tall, MySpace emo haircut and, well, he's Dan.

After ten minutes of searching, I start to panic. He could just be late. But it's London, something bad could have happened. Or maybe he even stood me up. It wouldn't be the first time.

(trigger warning)

I'm about to give up and cry. The crowd feels as if it's getting bigger and that I'm shrinking. Instead of looking like people, they begin to look like monsters. Breathing becomes a struggle and my chest feels like it's on fire. My body shakes. My vision goes cloudy.

Then I hear him. "Y/N? Are you okay?" I turn around and see Dan, eyes full of concern. I can't speak in fear of throwing up all over him if I open my mouth.

"C'mon," he puts an arm around my shoulders and leads me over to an empty seat. He sits us down, pulling me into his chest. His fingers draw comforting circles on my back and he whispers words into my ear, like, "it's okay" and, "breathe". It's not the words that brings my breathing to a normal rate and my vision back. It's his voice. It's his arms around me. Its him.

(okay, you can come back now)

"You okay now?" He releases me and looks deep into my eyes. I nod, still shaken up.

"Where have you been?" I manage to squeak.

"I'm so sorry. Knock off time is the worst time to go about in London," he chuckles. "Was that what you were worried about?" Embarrassed, I nod. He looks at me sincerely and pulls me into another hug. "I'm sorry," he whispers.

"It's fine," I whisper back. We pull away and there is a silence for a while. "So," I begin. "Why are we here?"

"Oh, yeah. So, while we were in America, I called John," he stops and grins. "I asked if you could take a few weeks off work. Like Phil, I think he ships S/N (ship name) too much," I chuckle and tell him to continue. "He asked me why, and, well.."

I raise my eyebrows. "Well, what?"

"How would you like to tour Australia with us?" I stare at him, my eyes widening. I try to speak but I'm speechless. I can tell Dan is busting for an answer, so I give him one.

"Oh my God, Dan!" I scream. "Yes! I'd love to!" People around us stop and "aww", making me blush. We obviously look like a couple who have just gotten engaged. Sadly, for those who were hoping to witness a loving couple take the next big step and me, that's not what's happening.

Dan's grin widens. "And you don't have to worry about a thing, we've payed for everything." I stare straight into his eyes.

"Are you serious?" He nods. "Dan, you boys didn't have to do that!"

He smirks. "We wanted to. Deal with it." I playfully punch his arm, grinning like an idiot then hug him again. Tightly. Not wanting to let go. Damn, I love this boy.

Dan's POV

Her reaction was perfect. It made me even more excited about her coming with us.

We even got her the best seats for the shows.

It makes me so happy to see her this excited. On the walk back home all she did was thank me over and over and tell me how excited she was.

We decided to hang out at my flat for a second. As soon as we got to the living room where Phil, along with Zoe and Alfie, was sitting, Y/N rushed over and enveloped him in a giant hug. Laughing, he returned it.

"I'm guessing Dan told you?"

"Yes!" She squealed. "Thank you so much!"

"It was all Dan's idea, not mine," he smirks and I look down blushing. "Was I not supposed to say that?" Y/N giggles.

"Nope, as far as she was concerned, we both sat down and talked about it." Y/N's soft giggles turns into a full on giggling fit and soon she's on the ground giggling her arse off.

This causes the rest of us to chuckle at the adorable girl in front of us.

Once she recovers, Y/N suggests we watch a movie.

"What movie?" Phil asks. She thinks for a moment.

"I don't know. What do you want to watch?"

Zoe and Alfie, who are still here by the way, look at each other and smirk. Grinning, they look at Phil and beckon him over. Although they're whispering, I still manage to hear Zoe ask, "Do you boys have any lovey dovey movies?" They all look at Y/N and I and snicker. Oh no.

I look over to Y/N, who looks confused. She obviously didn't hear Zoe. "Let's watch this," Zoe says proudly, holding up (romance movie of your choice). (anything is accepted. Especially Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. It is the only movie that express the romantic chemistry between humans and chocolate/candy)

Y/N doesn't look the slightest bit fazed and says, "Okay," and takes a seat on the couch, pulling me down with her.

~Time skip~

By the end of the movie, Y/N managed to be in my arms again. Not that I'm complaining. It's just a bit awkward considering this is the girl I love, she's snuggled up close, her head is resting on my shoulder, we're watching a romantic movie. Anyone would mistake us as a couple. So the most awkward thing about this is that we're still in the friend zone.

The credits start to roll. Phil is asleep. Zoe and Alfie, who are cuddled up, are also asleep.

I look down, expecting Y/N to be asleep. But she's not. She's just staring at the TV screen. She looks troubled. She looks upset.

"Y/N?" I hear a faint 'yeah?' and continue. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just thinking."

"About?" Silence.

"Just stuff."

I tighten my grip around her and move my lips to her ear. "You know you can tell me if anything is bothering you, right?" I whisper.

She scoffs. "That's what they all say. Then it turns out they're a big fucking liar and use those problems against you in the most painful ways 'til you break."

I look at her with disbelief. How could a girl so beautiful and perfect speak such words? Who could break such a girl's heart?

I don't say anything. I just keep holding her and rest my chin on her head, rocking the two of us. She nuzzles into the crook of my neck. I know, my neck. How am I dealing with it?

I'm about to say something about the uncomfortableness of being that close to my neck, but feel a drop land on my shoulder. Then I hear a sniff. She's crying.

"Hey," I whisper. "Don't cry. I don't know who's hurt you, but I promise I'll never do that to you."

She nods slightly but quickly changes the nodding into rapidly shaking. "No! That's what he said." She stops to sigh then mumbles, "Now look at me."

Although I don't say anything, there's so many questions going through my head. Who is he? What has he done to her? Why hasn't she told me about him before? What else don't I know?

Gently, I pick her up and carry her to my bed. I carefully lay her down and put the covers over her. I walk to the other side and crawl in with her.

She scoots closer to me and I wrap my arms around her. "Are you okay?"

She sniffs and nods her head. "Yeah. I just- I didn't have the best life in Liverpool." And before either of us can say another word, she falls asleep.

Though she had just been crying, she looks peaceful. I wipe a tear that still sticks to her cheek away and kiss her forehead. She must have gone through some tough shit to make her like this.

I try to stay awake incase she wakes up and needs me but my eyes begin to droop and I let out a yawn, and soon fall asleep, too.

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A/N

Oooooh, a mystery! What happened before you moved to London? Why can't you tell Dan?

I haven't updated in a while, sorry. I'm really lazy. I think I started writing this before TATINOF which was about three weeks ago XD

I'm a really lazy shit, don't judge me! And school is a load of crap.

Also, if you haven't already go check out my Phil x Reader, My Youth is Yours, and my Phan AU, Fading Memories. Or maybe don't, their terrible.

Goodbye