New Years
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"Y/N! Y/N! Help me hang the streamers!" Phil exclaimed handing you tangled fairy lights and tinsel.
"Phil, this is New Years, not Christmas," you joke, placing the decorations on the table beside you. "Where do I hang them?"
"Right over there," he pointed, leading you to the fireplace.
Grabbing a string of tinsel, you line the rim of the fireplace with it, taping the ends. Afterwards, you grab the fairy lights and place them this way and that.
"How's this?" you ask, gesturing towards the decorated fireplace.
"Fantastic," Phil replied, his icy blue eyes lighting up once he saw your work. "Are the snacks ready?"
"Um..." you say, looking over at the kitchen. Two bowls were filled with chips and pretzels. There were three bottles of soda lined behind them with a bag of paper cups laid effortlessly in front.
"I suppose so."
"Great. Louise, PJ, Chris, and Dan should be here any minute," he said dimming down the lighting so the fairy lights stood out more. "Are you ready?"
"Ready?" you asked surprised. "Oh, um, yeah. I'm so ready."
Not even close.
Dan was coming, and the outfit you were wearing didn't match the theme whatsoever. Good thing you live in the same apartment building. Alerting Phil that you'd be right back, you dashed to your apartment to change.
( here are the outfits you can choose (; )
"Finally, something presentable," you say flaunting in the mirror like the badass you are.
Walking back to Phil's apartment, you see Louise talking to him. It was already 8, so it wasn't that surprising Louise was there.
"Y/N!" she greeted you, giving you a hug. "How've you been?"
"Good, good," you reply, causally searching the surroundings for Dan. Not to be rude to her, but you know who you're here for.
Not seeing him anywhere, you continued your pleasant conversation with her.
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Hours later, you sat in the kitchen, sipping on your flat soda, wondering where the hell Dan is. It was 11:36, and the countdown was coming up shortly.
PJ came in there with you for a bit, making great company and getting your mind off of him, but he went back with the group a couple minutes ago. Chris had also asked if you were okay, but you simply gave him a 'yes'.
Dan was always on your mind. You didn't know why, but he was. Maybe it was the way he makes stale jokes, or how when he laughs, you see his dimple. Something about that guy made you happy. Just thinking about him made your stomach churn.
Enough with this sappy stuff.
After finishing your poor quality soda and eating some pretzels, you decide to head to the living room with everyone. They were all huddled together, talking about video games & the late Zelda release.
After sitting on the couch for a bit, PJ acknowledged you. "Someone finally decided to join," he announced, notifying everyone.
You nod, giving a polite smile. "I suppose so."
They all came to the couch and sat around you, continuing the Zelda conversation.
A knock on the door make you flinch.
"Is that Dan?" Chris asked, looking behind us.
"Probably. I've got it," Phil sighed, getting up. As he walked to the door, your heart was doing a Zumba class in your chest.
"Phil, I'm sorry," you hear Dan's voice as the door opened. "I honestly lost track of time."
"This late? On New Years?" Phil asked a bit condescendingly.
"I know it sounds pathetic. I really am sorry."
"No worries. Now get in here before you miss the countdown," Phil replied.
Footsteps began walking to the living room.
"Wow, you went all out, didn't you," Dan said surprised. Not wanting to turn around, you kept your eyes glued to the TV.
"I didn't do it by myself," Phil said with a slight laugh. "Y/N helped me."
Phillll.
"Oh?"
You turn around to see Dan's pleasantly surprised expression, looking over to you. "Good job, mate. It looks great."
"Thanks," you reply, hoping the dim lighting would hide your blush.
He smiled and turned back to Phil.
"Guys!" Louise shouted. "Stop babbling! The countdown is starting!"
All of the heads in the room turned to the TV.
"10...9...8..." you all counted down. You heard Dan walk up to the couch and sit beside you, continuing to count.
"7...6...5..."
Your reflexes involuntarily tightened as he sat down, you stomach beginning to flutter.
"4...3...2...1!"
Suddenly, Dan asked you a question, but you couldn't hear him over the ruckus around you.
"What?" you ask, basically shouting.
"Do I have the pleasure of kissing you this New Years?" he shouted back, a nervous smile crawling on his face.
Taken back, you just nod, triggering him to lightly kiss your cheek.
"Woo Dan!" Phil shouted along with everyone else. You couldn't help but smile.
Best. New Years. Ever.
818 words
i haven't even started on chapter seven for the book i'm planning on making, pray for me
but it's gonna be a long one; i'll tell you that.
buuuttt i hope you enjoy as usual
maybe listen to 'victorious' by panic! at the disco for this one lmao
(if you haven't caught on yet, at the end of every chapter i'll recommend a song to listen to during the chapter (; )
i use '(;' a lot forgive me
i'm gonna go do something productive k bye