A/N: This one goes out to all my peeps in long distance relationships, hang in there homies /ahem/ im joking, but this one is about a long distance relationship and although i haven't been in one personally, one of my best friends has
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 1057 words
"My hands are shaking, this is your complicated love with me. Keep your eyes closed, I've seen it baby, I've seen where this goes. Stay tonight, don't come morning, don't come light. They may be lies but say that we'll be alright, if we stay tonight."
Your P.O.V
Long distance wasn't exactly my forte, but the prize is worth the wait. That is, until my victory is over and the person I love had to go back home. Its not easy saying goodbye to the person that you love, standing in an airport, with tears rushing down both of your guys faces as you promise and vow to see each other soon, although soon never comes around quickly. Soon becomes later and then before you know it, it's been 7 months and the only communication that you've had is through a shitty Skype screen that always seems to crash every hour. That right there is not my forte, but for some reason nothing stopped me when I met a guy on the streets of my hometown and before I knew it, we were doing the whole long distance thing.
But on a Saturday night, as I spend time with Dan and my family, holding hands with him, nobody actually knows how I feel right now, and how I feel is like shit, because Dan has to go home tomorrow, back to England and back to reality, and how will it shape my life afterwards? I don't know because the outcome is different every time. So standing in an empty room, filled with people who don't really care about my life, holding Dan's hand, is like drowning in a lake where you're trying to scream for help, but no one can hear you. I guess it just feels like this because after tomorrow, they'll be nothing left. He'll be gone and I'll be broken.
I guess life just has to work out that way sometimes. I mean, people say that god only gives you what you can handle and conquer. So i guess, I may not be able to handle this now, but maybe someday down the road I will.
But i don't want the sun to rise tomorrow because that means I'm destined for another goodbye. I don't want another goodbye. It only means our time together is over, and I'm not in the mood for that.
A tugging on my hand pulls me out of my thoughts, when I look up to see Dan looking down at me endearingly. "Come on love, let's go to bed, we have an early start." I nod my head yes, although I feel like my insides are twisting around and my heart is thumping in my chest at the thought of the early morning tomorrow and what's going to follow.
I tell my mother that Dan and I are going to bed, and I think she can tell how I'm feeling at this moment, because she pulls me into a big hug and rubs my back, like she used to do when I was little, it's a comfort mechanism.
"Okay then. Goodnight." She says comfortingly then lets me go. I go up stairs with Dan and as I make my way up stairs, all the distant laughs of everyone in the living room become a blur in the background because in my mind, I'm thinking that this is going to be my last night with Dan for a while.
As Dan gets dressed and gets into bed, I sit on the end of the bed contemplating my life, and what I'm gonna do after Dan leaves. I don't want him to leave. I think Dan can sense my distress because after he asks me to come to bed, and I don't say anything, he's up and sitting next to me.
"(Y/n), what's wrong?" He asks, rubbing my back in a soothing way. My hands start to shake as my mind is still in over drive, thinking about everything.
"I don't want you to go tomorrow." I whisper to him. He puts his arms around me and pulls me into a tight embrace that I want to stay in forever. It feels like home. He's my home. "Are we going to be alright after this? Say that we're gonna be alright." More tears start building up in my eyes but I refuse to let them fall. I don't want him to see me like this. They may be lies, but I just want to hear him say that we're gonna be alright.
He signals to the bed, saying that we should get into bed and then tall more about it. Once we're tucked in, he finally says something. "We are going to be alright. We're gonna get through this, because I love you, and I would hope to god that you love me as much as I love you." Dan says, holding me close. He lets out a big yawn and then he falls asleep, but not without saying goodnight.
"Goodnight, Dan." I reply but he's already asleep. I just want him to keep his eyes closed just so he doesn't have to go home. I've seen this all before and I've seen where it goes. This is his complicated love with me. And I know he loves me, but sometimes love isn't enough to keep two people together. Sometimes a love like this hurts more than saying goodbye.
I know I'm not going to get any sleep tonight, my mind is in over drive and there's nothing that I can do to stop it. I just wish we could always be together instead of miles away. Tears start streaming down my face as time keeps on passing and the realisation kick in even more, that the fact that tomorrow will come and he'll be gone.
I just want him to stay.
This long distance thing right here, is definitely not my forte, but I guess when you're deeply in love with someone, you'll do anything to make them happy.
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Daniel Howell Imagines
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