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The Party

Pairing: Daniel Radcliffe x reader

Word Count: 676

The Request: Can l have a Daniel Radcliffe one where I'm secretly planning a surprise party for him, and he thinks I'm cheating on him but I'm not and we get into a huge fight about it and break up and then it's the day of the party and one of his friends says I planned it and we get back together? And in the end with fluff?

Warnings: N/A

A/N: For @anyfandomimaginex. I hope it’s alright! ^_^

You were in the middle of surfing the Internet for the ideal cake recipe for the party you wanted to throw for Daniel’s new role when the man himself entered the room, looking angry and sad all at once.

“Y/n,” he said, speaking clearly despite the emotions evident in his eyes. “It’s over,” he stated.

You were confused. “What’s over?” you asked, fighting to keep your voice level and steady.

“This. Us. We are over,” he said, and you immediately felt tears prickle the back of your eyes. 

“Wh-what?” you stuttered. “Why?” you asked incredulously. You loved him and he did too. He had never shown any indication to the opposite.

“Because you have been too distant from me lately. You’ve sometimes had to cancel on our dates to go out somewhere else, and you always hide your laptop and phone screen whenever I’m nearby. You speak into the phone with a hushed voice and spend a lot of time distracted on the Internet. You’re barely even here, and when you are it’s only physically. Your body might be here, but your mind is somewhere else,” he stated sadly, and it sounded like he firmly believed what he was saying.

“No, Dan, no!” you got up, walking up to him, trying to explain, but he cut you off with a shake of his head.

“It’s over. I’m breaking up with you,” he said. “Your attentions, your heart, they obviously belong to someone else.

“I’m not cheating on you! I never would do that,” you protested.

He looked disbelieving, disappointed, and you would have preferred a screaming match to this quiet anger that had him wiping his eyes furiously to brush away the oncoming tears. “It’s, um...” he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something else, but then he thought better of it and just left, fists clenched at his sides and head hanging low.

You stood there, mouth agape and eyes staring vacantly at the doorway he had used to leave for a good three minutes before you found a chair and collapsed on it, burying your face in your hands and letting the tears flow.

The party had been scheduled for two days after that and, despite Daniel having broken up with you, you made sure that the party was still on.

You didn’t go. You couldn’t go, because you didn’t want to ruin it for Daniel. He was going to have fun with his friends and you would just be happy about him from afar.

You were getting ready to go to sleep and call it an early night when your doorbell rang. You opened the door, and there was Daniel, looking shy and apologetic and holding a bouquet of flowers that almost hid his face.

“Hey,” he muttered. “Can I come in?”

You nodded, and he walked inside, handing you the bouquet.

“I... I’m sorry. I was told what you were doing for me. I was told that the party was your idea and that you weren’t cheating on me, you were preparing a surprise for me. I’m really sorry for jumping to conclusions like that, I just.... I love you so much and I’m sorry,” he said and you placed the flowers down, smiling brightly at him.

“You mean it?” you asked.

“Yes,” he nodded. “The party was amazing, and there was such attention to detail. You worked hard organising everything and I was the worst moron ever,” he shut the door, walking closer to you and hugging you. “You are amazing, and I am sorry I ever doubted you. You’re the best girlfriend I could possibly have,” he said, pulling back slightly from the hug only to kiss your lips.

“Do you forgive me?” he asked eventually, between kisses.

“I do. Of course I do,” you said and put your arms around his neck, pulling him closer and kissing him back. You were glad he now understood that you loved him just as much as he loved you, and that you would never do anything to hurt him.