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Dan's P.O.V

                                                23. 12. 2015

Dear Universe,

I guess you haven't heard me. I told you I wanted action. A-C-T-I-O-N! It's Christmas tomorrow and I have nobody here who can celebrate with me. Do you know how I feel right now? No? I can tell you: useless. Nobody wants to have Dan, the weirdo, around him. I'm not sad or depressed. I'm angry! I'm so damn angry, you can't imagine. I mean, is it too much from me to ask for a friend?

Tears ran about his cheeks. The truth was that he was sad. Really sad not to have a friend. Someone who listens to him when he has a problem, someone who comes over in the middle of the night just because he's sad about something, someone who loves him the way he is.

Today, Dan didn't write the note in the evening as asual, instead he wrote it at 2:00 AM. He had this feeling in his stomach, he had to get rid of. The only possibility for him was to write it down. It cleared his mind and he could sleep better.

It was 11:42 AM when he woke up. Dan could have slept longer but he was hungry, so he put on a simple loose shirt and left the room to get some coffee. The coffee machine made a loud noise and Dan sat down, staring at the black drops that filled his cup. He still stared 5 minutes after it has finished. If he would sit there any longer his coffee would become cold but he woke up from his daydream when he heard a noise, coming from his bedroom.
First he looked very surprised but then his facial expression turned into fear.

Dan has always had a lot of fears but not the typical ones, except for spiders. He hated moths and beetles and supernatural things, even though he knew that nothing of this was real. Right after he started watching the TV series Supernatural he couldn't be alone in the dark and after he saw the episode Bloody Mary he was afraid to look into his mirror for a whole week.

His mind screamed to get salt because it was a ghost or a poltergeist but he just ignored it. Nothing from this was real. There are no demons, ghost, monsters or angels at all.

Quietly he grabbed the large butcher knife he once got from his mum and walked up the stairs. Every human would call the police to let them see what's going on but not Dan. Although he is scared of basically everything he likes adventures and loves the thrill of not knowing what happens next.

The door was how he left it, a bit open, so it was possible to look into the room. The curtains moved as if the wind blowed but Dan was sure that he closed the windows before he left. His heartbeat got faster and faster and he had the feeling it could jump out of his body every second he waited longer. Still holding the knife in front of him he kicked against the door, which opened immediately.
His breath stopped for a moment when he saw who, no better what was standing in his bedroom.

The guy was tall and wore a white jumper with black jeans and shoes. His hair was black and he wore it with a fringe to the left side. The fringe hair touched his light brown/orange eyebrows and at first it looked strange but after a moment he got used to it. Dan found this guy quite attractive but the most beautiful things were his eyes. They were light blue with a bit of green and gold and he had the feeling to look at a lake in a deep but sunny forest.

The man's rosy lips formed a tiny smile when he realized that Dan was still staring at him. It has been so long he has seen him the last time. Tears ran down his pale cheeks and he wanted to hug the brown haired guy so badly but the time hasn't come yet. He had to wait until Dan remembers everything that happened years ago.






Uhhhhh hi guys 🌸
Another totally boring chapter but after this it gets more excitingpromise! Hope you like it and thank you for all the votes and reads and comments 💕 love u

Jana

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