"Bye Daniel," he chuckled, hanging up the phone.
I smiled fondly at the memory of that little banter between Ethan and I and I let out a sigh.
The only one that made me smile that much was the person who called me that nickname. She never liked me using it in front of anyone else, so I tried not to use it when I was with her. But sometimes, like when she spoke with her family, and sometimes when I was around, it slipped. That was always the case whenever we hung out.
"Are you done yet?" Andrew suddenly snapped loudly from next to me.
I looked over to find his hands on his hips and an impatient expression on his face.
"Done with what?"
"Dancing lessons!" he replied.
"How the hell am I supposed to dance when I can't f*****g move my feet," I groaned, throwing myself back onto the cou
