Daniel Howell Imagines

Tell Me A Lie

Tell Me A Lie

"Tell me i'm a screwed up mess, that i never listen, listen. Tell me you don't want my kiss, that you need your distance, distance. Tell me anything but don't you say she's what you're missing, baby. If she's the reason that you're leaving me here tonight. Spare me what you think and tell me, tell me a lie."

Your P.O.V

I know. And I've known about it for a while. I knew what Dan would get up to when he wasn't home. I knew about it all. I never really bothered to do anything about it, or confront him about it, in hopes that we could rebuild our crumbling relationship; but I guess, I just wasn't enough. All the late nights he would come home, all the private phone calls, the perfume, the sudden distancing, I knew the reason why. I knew about it all. But Dan, he didn't know that I knew, He always thought that I believed all the excuses he gave me, but I really, I knew the truth behind his empty lies and broken promises.

"(Y/N), can I talk to you for a minute, please?" Dan asks, peeking his head through the doorway of the living room. He seemed nervous, and now I was nervous. Dan led me down the hallway into the bedroom that we shared, and told me to take a seat on the bed in front of him. "We need to talk" Dan continued, I think I know where this is going.

"Oh, okay, what did you want to talk about?" I asked, curiosity obviously present in my tone of voice.

"(Y/N), I love you, I really do. Its just that..." Dan trailed on, fumbling over his words, getting extremely frustrated with himself, for not being able to find the right words. "I just, I don't think this relationship is going to work out. I-I've met someo-" Dan continued but I cut him off before he could continue any further. I stood up and stood in front of Dan, knowing exactly what I was going to say.

"Dan, I know about it. I've known for a while. But I swear to god, Dan, if she's the reason that you're leang me, if she's the reason for causing all this, just spare me the truth, and tell me a lie. tell me that I'm a screwed up mess and that's why you want to leave, tell me you don't want my kiss anymore, heck, even tell me that you need your space, that you need and want your distance. Just, please tell me anything Dan, but don't tell me that you want her and that you miss her. Just tell me a lie" I stated, standing almost an inch away from Dan's face, tears threatening to fall from my eyes.

There was something about hearing the cold, hard truth, at this moment, that I didn't like. And right now, I didn't want to hear the cold, hard truth. As much as a lot of people want to hear the truth, and sometimes love hearing the truth because it relieves all their anxieties and worry's. I didn't want to hear the truth, because i didn't want to believe everything that's been happening for the past few months, I didn't want to believe that it was true, that it was happening.

Dan just stood there silently, eyes averted to the floor. He just stood there, unable to move or even speak; he was basically paralyzed. I decided I would carry on with my point that I wanted to. "You know, Dan, you're quite the charming type, so I don't blame that girl for falling for you. But there must've been a time, that I made you smile, that I reason for your smile that just got to me every single time; but for the past couple of months, I've tried so hard to make you happy, but no matter how hard I tried, it just wasn't good enough for you. I wasn't good enough for you." I carried on, tears now pouring out of my eyes.

"(Y/N) please, don't say that. That's not true, you are good enough for me. Don't ever think that because of my actions and choices. I had no idea how hard you were trying to keep us together, and I apologise, but I can't explain why I did what I did. Believe me, I feel so fucking horrible about it; also believe me when I say that I love you, because I do, I truly do. But it just happened, and I have no idea why I kept going back" Dan replied. It looked like he was shaking. He also looked like he was about to cry. This moment felt like it was emotionally draining, this whole situation felt emotionally draining.

He tried his best to explain everything to me, trying to make me feel better about it. But seriously? It didn't make me feel any better, of course it didn't, my boyfriend of over 1 and a half years, is leaving me for another woman. What the fuck am I supposed to feel? How the fuck do I even react to a situation like this?

"Dan, if you loved me, you wouldn't have gone there in the first place. If you had even the littlest shred of respect for me, you wouldn't of had the decency to go back multiple times. Dan, you don't love me, you haven't loved me for a while. It just seems like you were in love with the idea of us staying together, in love with the idea of me staying with you, despite your vile, cynical and heartbreaking actions." I looked Dan right in the eyes as I said every single word of that statement. Dan was actually in tears. But this was his choice.

"(Y/N), look, I-I'm sorry okay? I'm so sorry. I just- ugh. I don't know why I did it, when I knew I was coming home to a wonderful girlfriend who I wouldn't trade the world for. I-I, I'm just so sorry." Dan stuttered out an apology. He sounded sincere, but I had no time for this bullshit right now.

"Dan, if you want to go be with her, just go, just leave. It's not worth the try anymore, it's not worth the time and effort, it's not worth anything anymore." I cry out quietly, through tears and a quivering voice. I had, had enough. If he wants to leave me for her, then he can go, he can leave. If she's the reason that he's leaving me tonight, then fuck it. He can leave.

Dan walks to the wardrobe and pulls down his duffel bag and packs everything that he can fit. I walk him to do the door, and he gives one last glance at me, tears streaming down his face. All I wanted was to hug him and comfort him, because I hate seeing him sad; but at the same time, it was his choice, and he has to live the consequences, but then again, so do I. He whispered some sort of an apology to me, and walked out the door, never to return again.

It's over

It's done

He's gone and never coming back

He's really gone

He really left me for her.

This day, was a day I never thought would happen. I never expected the day to come, where the love of my life just walks out the door and leaves me for another woman. I always thought of Dan and I, as one of those power couples, who in the future can look at each other, and listen to the pitter patters of our children's feet running around the house, and we can look at eachother and say "We made it" I thought that, that would've been us, but it won't be, it won't ever be. He's gone. There's nothing else that I can do. There's nothing more that I could do.