Haunted And Flawed (A Dan Smith fanfiction)

9. Battered

Riley's POV

I wake to Dan nudging me, and as I wipe the sleepy dust out of my eyes he smiles, nudging me harder.

"Come on, sleepyhead." He grins, not quitting with the nudging thing.

"I'm tiiireedddd." I complain, shying away from him.

"We're getting foooood." He replies, making me sit up straight away. He begins to get out the car but I grab his arm.

"Hold upp, don't leave without me!" I exclaim, dropping his arm once he's stopped. I undo my seatbelt quickly, and hop out, mentally reminding myself to get something for Cara, who is still sound asleep.

At least the pills work. I think, sympathy rushing through me as I recall her life long struggles with sleep.

"Hey. Wake up," Dan murmurs, nudging me yet again.

"Will you quit with that?" I laugh, nudging him back. But of course he does it again, a mischievous glint in his eyes. We carry on nudging each other until a thought makes me stop dead in my tracks.

Is he flirting with me?

Er, yeah right. No one would flirt with a loser like you. He's just trying to annoy you, so that you'll try and go home and leave him alone, it's not like it even matters anyway. You have a boyfriend, remember? No, of course you don't. You're a cheat. Think how broken Matt would be. He'd never trust you again. He'd never forgive you. You can't just break his heart like this, idiot. Now snap out of it. Dan doesn't like you; no one does. You can't afford to get close to people, or they'll break you. People are dangerous, becuase you have no idea of their intentions. My mind replies, the voices, once again, switching to Matt's voice.

"Riley?" Dan interrupts my thoughts, and I frown.

"Were you fl-" I cut myself off, shaking my head.

He wasn't flirting with you, idiot.

"Let's just join the others." I sigh, walking past him and into the shop.

I notice Will and walk over to him, needing a break from Dan. "What kind of stuff are we getting?" I ask, shoving my hands into my pockets.

"Whatever the hell you want. I'll pay, don't worry." He assures me, and the firm look on his face stops me from arguing.

"Thanks, Will."

"No problem." He replies smoothly.

"No, really. I don't know why but I feel like I owe you something. Probably for being my boyfriend's cousin so that I could crash at yours and not spend my time dying on the floor, waiting for him to get back." I gush, wording it carefully.

He smiles back at me, sympathy filling his eyes. "Anytime." He answers, squeezing my shoulder.

I end up grabbing four cans of Pepsi for Lauren and I to share, and a hell of a lot of chocolate. I bring it over to the counter once I've finished looking and add it to the pile of junk food and sugary drinks. I stand to the side as the cashier sorts through the mound of food. I hear Dan chuckle from behind me, and I can't help but laugh at the scene.

Finally, the cashier asks for the money, and Will pays before following us out of the shop.

"Right. I'll take this back. Anyone who needs the toilet, go now. We need to make this snappy if we want to get back before 4am." Woody announces, taking the bag from Will. The rest of us, Kyle, Dan, Ralph, Will and I all sprint to the McDonalds.

Dan and Ralph get there first, and rush inside, probably trying to get in front of Kyle so that if there's a shortage of toilets then he'll have to wait. I calmly jog after them, knowing I won't have to wait because I'm the only female.

We all regroup again outside, and run back to the car, where Woody and Lauren are waiting with the snacks.

"Oh, so you're awake at last." Kyle comments bitterly, climbing into the back again with her.

"Yeah. How long was I asleep for?"

"Like 10 minutes. 15 at most." I reply quickly, grinning at Kyle. He sends me a thumbs up back as Lauren throws her head up and moans loudly.

"I told you those fucking pills don't work."

"You did indeed." I reply, unable to keep the laughter out of my voice.

And that was when the singing started. I probably should have expected it, being in a car with 5 British musicians, but needless to say, I wasn't prepared. At all.

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~ Mel