Dan’s POV
I awoke suddenly, taking a minute or two to get my bearings. After trying to call Haylee and it going straight to her voice mail, I’d fallen asleep on the couch. I grabbed my phone and checked it for messages. Haylee had tried to call me once and I’d missed it. Mentally kicking myself for missing her phone call, I threw my phone down and stormed off to my room to get dressed. Even though my depression made me unable to do anything, I knew I had radio show practice with Chris today and I would just have to fight through it. I got dressed in a hurry, throwing on a pair of jeans and my favorite black shirt; I grabbed Haylee’s black hoodie and put it on as well. I raced through the kitchen and grabbed a piece of toast before getting my phone and heading out of the house.
I got to the studios quickly to be greeted by Chris. “Good morning Dan. I don’t think there’s much to do today, but it never hurts to be prepared, right?!” He cheered excitedly. That was the thing about Chris, he was cheerful and it usually put others in a good mood. But not today.
“Huh? Oh, yeah.” I replied distractedly. “Sorry if this is taking time from your show with Scott.”
“It’s alright. I know you need someone to fill in and I don’t mind.” He replied. We stepped into the studio and for a few minutes, I was okay. The studio was familiar and it was one of the few places that actually got my mind off of myself. The practice was a bit rocky and Chris could tell something was off.
“Okay, up next we have ‘Can You Feel My Heart?’ by Bring Me The Horizon!” I spoke into the mic, acting as if I were announcing it live. I pressed a button and ‘If These Sheets Were The States’ by All Time Low began to play. It was Haylee favorite song and I nearly lost it. Chris ran around to my side of the desk and switched the song while I laid my headphones down and just backed away.
“Dan, are you okay? You seem off today.” Chris noted.
“No,” I admitted. “I need Haylee. She’s the only one who can fix this.” I moaned. Chris looked confused. “Quarter life crisis.” I told him. It wasn’t really a quarter life crisis. It was just the excuse I’d given my depression. Chris just nodded.
“Listen, I think we’re good for Sunday, so why don’t you go on home and try to call her, hmm?” Chris suggested. My eyes went wide and I nodded.
“Thank you so much!” I cried, patting him on the shoulder and running out the door. I dialed Haylee’s number, but it went to that all too familiar message.
“You’ve reached my voicemail! Sorry I can’t come to the phone right now, but leave a message!” Her voicemail said. I decided to leave a message this time.
Through my tears, I managed to choke out, “I miss you,” before breaking down on the couch in the BBC studios. I was such a wreck.
Haylee’s POV
Now that Chassidy and Phil were back together and getting along better than they had a couple of days ago, they’d convinced me to go play mini-golf with them. “Chass, take my picture!” Phil called. We both looked up to see Phil sat on the elephant statue with a silly look on his face. After laughing for a good minute, Chassidy snapped the picture.
“I feel weird without my phone.” I whined.
“Why didn’t you bring it then?” Phil asked.
“It was dead! I had to leave it on charge.” I sighed. “I wanted to try calling Dan.”
Phil handed me his phone. “Here, you can use mine.” I thanked him and dialed Dan’s number.
“Your call cannot be completed as dialed. Please check your service plan and try again later.” The robotic voice announced.
“Phil! Your phone won’t work!” I cried.
He came over and took a look at it. “Shoot, they cut me off.” He growled. “Sorry Hays. I guess you’ll just have to wait till we get back to the house.” I sighed and nodded, wanting to hurry up. It wasn’t much longer before we were done and headed back to the house. Once home, I raced to my room and grabbed my phone. I had a call and a voicemail from Dan!
I opened the voicemail and listened to it, my heart nearly breaking. Dan was crying. “I miss you.” He managed and then it went dead. It didn’t register that I’d let out a scream of pain as my heart broke until Phil and Chassidy ran into my room, panicking. I was sobbing in a heap on the floor.
“What’s wrong?!” Chassidy cried.
“I NEED HIM! I can’t do this! I can’t! He’s broken without me and I have to go home! NOW!” I screamed. Chassidy pulled me in for a hug and held me while I cried.
“Phil, go book her a ticket.” She told him. He nodded and left quickly to do as she’d instructed. I cried, feeling all of the heartbreak I’d kept buried for days. Eventually, Chassidy let go of me and helped me into my bed. I felt numb now. Chassidy left the room to go see how Phil was doing with booking my flight. I was going home.
Dan’s POV
I lounged lazily on the couch, unable to move or think. Hours had passed since Chris had brought me home from the studios and I’d been in the same place on the couch ever since. I glanced at the clock again; 2 am. Rubbing my eyes tiredly, I dragged myself from the couch and into my room. I didn’t even bother to get changed; I didn’t have the strength to.
I tossed and turned, trying to sleep but it seemed impossible. More hours ticked by and eventually 6 am rolled around. I lay still in bed, not wanting to get up. Begging for sleep, I moved again but froze as I heard a key in the lock. My heart began to race, thinking it was either Haylee, or someone breaking in. Time stood still as the door was unlocked and I heard someone stumble in and set down a suitcase. “Dan?” Haylee called out.
Never before had I moved so fast. I flew out of bed and down the stairs to the front door, pulling Haylee into my arms and breaking down sobbing. She was crying too and I didn’t want to let go, fearing that if I did, she might disappear on me. “I love you so much and I never want us to be apart like that again.” I whispered.
“I missed you more than you know. I love you!” She whispered back as I gently kissed her, my hands coming to rest on either side of her face.
Haylee’s POV
I was finally home and finally back with Dan, where I belonged. “I thought you were staying until Tuesday with Phil and Chassidy?” Dan asked, his lips inches from mine.
“I couldn’t be apart from you for that long, darling. I missed you so much. I wasn’t me without you.” I told him.
Dan kissed me again and took my hand, leading me to the couch in the lounge. “I’ve not been myself either. Chris Stark had to bring me home from the studios today. I nearly had a break down at work and I’ve been so depressed. Haylee, you make me whole and without you, I’m broken.” He sighed. I wrapped my arms around him, just letting his scent sink in. I’d missed him so much. I was whole again.
