When You Wake Up Married to Dan Howell

Chapter 17 - The Epilogue

*Some time in the future*

We're standing in front of a wooden door, procrastianting a little. We need our moment.

"So, that's it. That's the place." I say, turn to him and smile nervously.

"Yeah, I guess it is." He smiles back, his beautiful dimples showing. I guess I'll never have too much of them. He puts his left hand behing my waist, making me feel safe, and I put the brand new key in the lock. The truck with the furniture is parked on the pavement behind us. The streets of London are grey, and rainy, but I feel like my whole world is coated with a big pillow. Like I'm living inside a bubble of happines. 

The lock creaks when I turn the key, and open the door. A nice, very bright and empty place reveals in front of us. There are only a few shelves and a full kitchen. I squeal, and suprise him, with jumping on him and hugging him. I mean, I neer do this, but I'm pretty excited to be honest. Dan laughs at me, and I can see that he's satisfied. Yes, I'm moving in with the love of my life.

"I know exactly where to put the merch already!" I smirk and twirl in front of him.

"You do?" He doesn't seem too surprised.

"Yep, everywhere. It's gonna be a geek heaven."

"Sounds perfect. Did you order those Zelda pillows though?"

"Well, not only that - I got old video game themed ones!" He moves forward and lifts me in the air. Yes, the clumsy titan Dan Howell lifts me up like I'm a tiny puppet. I'm not that short! And he was not supposed to be that athletic.

When we're done bringing all the boxes inside, and making some basic things work. We try putting together some wardrobes, beds, and things like that. It's already the evening when we're done. Well, not really done, I should say done for today. We don't have any mattresses yet, so we put some beach airbags in the middle of our living room, cover them with a lot of cushions, and blankets. I add a bag of Maltesers, and Dan brings his laptop, and puts it on the floor in front of us. We make ourselves comfortable. I cuddle next to him, rest my chin onto his streched hand, and hug him. We have a plan to watch a High School Musical marathon. He gives me a smooch on my forehead and says in a very special voice.

"Remember that time ... 3 year ago, when we watched High School Musical, and you fell for my charms? We're gonna recreate that time." He smirks at me, and kisses me shortly on my cheek this time. I grin, and get on top of him, glancing down at his chocolate brown eyes. I'm so glad, so fucking glad, that I got the courage to call him on Skype that day. And that he answered. We talked, and talked back then, not getting enough of eachother, not forgetting the magical days in Vegas together. And it lasted. Look at us now. We're going to live together, alone, enjoying eachother every single day for the rest of our pathetic lives. Well, they're suddenly not as pathetic anymore.

"Yeah, even though I really don't remember any of your charms. However, I doubt that you have any now as well..." He laughs, and playfully kisses me. 

"I'm a charmer if I want to be."

"Could you show me now?" I whisper, and lay my head down on his chest, curling up to him, trying o get as close as I possibly can.

"You're ... incredible." I look up at him and grin.

"I'm sure you can do better."

"Your eyes are the size of the moon."

"No Panic! at the disco lyrics, Dan. Plus I'm not sure that's even a compliment!"

"Well..." he hesitates for a moment, and then spits out the most simple truth.

"You, (y/n), are the best thing that ever happened to me, basically."

"I'll take that." I half-laugh, lean down at him, now kissing him lightly on the lips. He closes his eyes, a smile dancing all over his stupid gorgeous face. I make him roll around the sheets, creating a comfortable mess. I can feel his every muscle moving, every deep breath he takes, and every single beat of his heart against mine. The situation completely changes. Passion is suddenly the part of our little kissing session, making the kisses long, and full of love. We're so close, that it's almost impossible for us to be separated now. He's hugging me tight, as I pull away, and start taking off his black T-shirt. His wardrobe never changed at all.He looks super hot in black, so I almost regret it for a moment, but only for a moment. He's half naked now, for god's sake!

"Wait." He whispers into my ear, and reaches to the computer, making Breaking Free ironically play in the background. 

"Perfect." 

"Great recreating of the last marathon we had."

"Shut up."

And we can't be bothered anymore. All I can feel is Dan. 

THE END

A/N

I guess this is the time to say goodbye. I have to admit, that after all the work that I put into this story, I'm kind of emotional over finishing it. I think that I put what I felt at the time, inside it. All I hope is, that I'll be able to fall in love with Dan over, and over again after every time I'll read it. The same goes for you. :)

I also started writing a young adult sci-fi, kind of fantasy story (There Once Was a Diamond). If you're interested in my work, I'd love you if you checked it out! <3

I hope I'll ever be able to write such a succesful (4,5K reads!!!! <3) story ever again!! I love you lovely Phandom members!^^ 

Until we meet again.

~Kat