Wake me up. Dan X reader

Going public

Phil uploaded his vlog. Your fans saw. Dan's fans saw. Dan pretty much naked and you in his t shirt. It didn't take a genius to work out what happened. People went crazy.

#PhanNotReal #DannyBoy #DanAndY/N

You cringe at the thought of people writing fan fiction about you, making your relationship into tumblr blogs and all in all just invading your privacy. Your viewers are aware of your depression and anxiety but not the true extent of your struggle seeing as you only film when you're happy.

Now you are isolated from the world. You have frozen in time from when you hit play, he didn't edit it out.

You sit on the floor leaning against the side of your bed. You look at the wall and think of Dan, smiling, laughing and holding you.

There's a faint tap at the wall. Three taps. You tap once but you don't have the strength, your hand slides down the wall.

You touch your neck where Dan kissed you on Christmas eve. Your hand brushes upon your wound, you wince in pain. Memories of that morning come flooding back, glass, blood , anger and anxiety. Before you know it you're shaking, tears flood your vision and you can't breathe.

Panic. People. Panic. Doesn't stop. Panic. Alone. Panic. Isolated. Panic. Anxiety. Panic. Depression. Panic. Unaware. Panic. Obsessive. Panic. Relentless. Panic. Fear...

You're breathing begins to slow down. Your vision blurs. You black out. Dan. Phil. Zoe. Caspar. Louise. Mum. Jim. Subscribers. Everyone. They don't need me, I don't deserve them. Even Jim, I deserved what he did to me.

You eventually come round to the sound of crying. Your bedroom door is locked from the inside incase someone came to see you. You'd been in there for at least a week. You weren't sure what day it was. You touch the door. You wrap your boney white fingers around the door knob and unlock it. You pull it open, it's stiff and squeaky. Dan gasps when he sees you.

He kisses your head whilst pulling you into a comforting embrace. You allow your tears and topple down your ashen face. He pushes your shoulders back gently to see your face properly.

He frowns sadly, "Y/N..."

You look down ashamed. He touches your chin gently and lifts your face before planting a little peck on your lips.

"you and Phil are a mess. He is really worried that he's upset you." He says quietly.

"Oh no! It's not Phil! It's just a bit overwhelming. If anything I'm glad he filmed us after... Yeah... I wouldn't have been able to tell people, this is the best way of letting the public know. I just need to adjust to this." You say panicked a little louder.

Dan exhales. "Why are you so nice despite everything?" He says hugging you close to his chest and resting his chin on your head. You pull away and go to take a shower.

Once you look human you leave the apartment.

Your breathing sped up. You feel anxious as fuck.

Dan opens the door slowly.

"Phil! It's just me!" Dan yells.

Silence.

Dan sighed and sat down huffing loudly.

"Good luck." He whispers rubbing your hand.

"Thank you" you mouth.

You slowly approach Phil's door.

You knock a few times. "Dan I need to be alone." Phil mumbled.

You open the door.

"Dan I said..." Phil said turning around.

You smile. He stands up. You rush over and hug him tightly.

"But I thought-" Phil started.

"Shut up!" You interrupted.

He was hesitant but eventually hugged you back.

You had Phil back.

"I've missed you Y/N." Phil said softly.

"I've missed you too Phil." You said rubbing his back.

You both broke the embrace, you kiss his cheek friendlily before you stand up.

He holds your hand as you lead him to Dan.

Dan turns to him and his eyes widen. For a few seconds we all freeze and let it sink in.

Dan and Phil ran to each other and hug emotionally. They're crying, laughing and smiling all at once.

Seeing them hug like brothers makes you tear up a bit. They seem like they've been separated for years and have been reunited with each other.

They pat each others back and pull away.

They look at you, you run at them and join in the biggest, most affectionate and loving embrace you have ever had.

You had them back, and everything was going to be okay.