𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨 𝖶𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖴𝗉 | a. mcpartlin x d. donnelly

[16] I miss him.

this song isn't relevant but i like it so yh

short chapter.

also last chapter.

i'm a bit sad that i'm finishing this fic, but i promise, there will be a sequel!

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Ant's POV:

I miss him.

After my drive with Stephen, I get out the car and I walk up my driveway. I unlock my front door, and kick my shoes off. Early night for me. I head up to my bedroom, and then throw my pyjamas on, leaving my clothes from the day discarded on the floor. I plug my phone in next to my bed, and head downstairs to make myself a drink before I go to sleep. I really miss Dec. My life feels so empty without him. I want him to come back, because I don't know how much longer I can go without him. I miss him.

Simon's POV:

14/9/25

I miss him. I can't go on like this. I love this man, and it's been a very long day with some very shitty decisions. I wish I could just patch things up, but I have my dignity if nothing else. But time's the best healer. I gotta be strong, and I can get through this. But I miss him,

David's POV:

15/9/25

I miss him. I can't help it. I try not to, but I do. I miss him, more than anything. I need him. But I can do this. I CAN DO THIS. Although, that doesn't change that I miss him. I miss him.

Third person POV:

17/9/25

Ant's phone rang as he lay there, underneath his bedclothes. He didn't realise it was ringing, at first. After all, who would be calling at 4AM? It could've simply been an alarm, or some stupid tiktok link from Stephen...or god knows what else. But no, this was a withheld number. Ant fumbled about on his bedside cabinet for his phone, which was plugged in, and nearly wrenched the socket from the wall in his half-awake state; blinded by the darkness, he pushed his pillow up against the wall as a sort of makeshift backrest as he pressed the green 'answer' button on his mobile.

Dec's POV:

17/9/25

Slowly, I feel myself slipping back into consciousness from the other place. It feels like waking up from one reality into another, with the blinding light above me and the beeping of the various monitors surrounding me. I keep my eyes closed, and I ignore everyone around me. Because the first person I want to see, the first person I want to hear, is him.

He's the one I want, when I wake up.

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OH MY GOD. ITS OVER.
I ACTUALLY DONT BELIEVE IT.
BUT HEY, IT IS WHAT IT IS.
I'LL BE EDITING THIS FOR A COUPLE WEEKS, THEN I'M GONNA MAKE A START ON THE SEQUEL! (HAHA, ILL PROBABLY END UP STARTING IT TOMORROW-)

THANK YOU FOR YOUR ONGOING SUPPORT THROUGHOUT THIS STORY! EVEN THOUGH IT'S CLICHE, I MUST SAY, SOME PARTS I'M VERY PROUD OF.

I've calmed down now.

Thank you so much, again.

Cya around x