A/N
This chapter does imply that you have scars from previous self-harm. If this triggers you in anyway I suggest not reading. I do not say self- harm directly, but it is implied. Before any of it is mentioned I will put this (****) so you can stop reading there if you want. Please read the A/N at the bottom. It is important and something I want y'all to know. Thanks.DAN'S POV:
I woke up the next morning and heard the TV on in the living room. I knew that either (Y/N) or Phil was awake, so I went to see. I walked out of my room down the hall, before I got past the kitchen Phil jumped out. It scared me half to death.
"Jeez Phil! Don't do that!" I screamed, but not loud enough for the neighbours to hear. Phil was too busy laughing to say anything. I walked into the living room to find (Y/N) sitting on the couch with the TV on.
"Morning." I yawned while saying that so it was a bit inaudible, but somehow she still got it.
"Morning Dan. Did Phil get you?" She asked between giggles.
"Ya, ya was he planning that or something?" I asked.
"Yep he couldn't wait for you to wake up!" She said. She's so cute when she laughs. I thought. I sat down next to her and almost on queue she rested her head in my shoulder. Then I saw it. I had found it odd that she was wearing long sleeves in the summer when it is almost always 82 degrees Fahrenheit, but i didn't really think much of it.
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She had scars going up about and inch on her arm. They looked somewhat old, but I still questioned her.
"Um...what are those?" I asked nervously and cautiously at the same time while looking down at her arm. She didn't answer, but instead pulled her sleeve down not even looking me in the eyes. I knew what they were I was just hoping I was wrong, but because she didn't answer I knew I was right.
I got up and ran to her flat before she could stop me. The flat just happened to be unlocked from yesterday, which saved me time. I ran to the bathroom and looked under the sink and saw it. She had hidden a razor behind the toilet paper. I broke it faster than she could even run in. I thought she would be mad, but I turned around to see her sitting in the floor. Face in her hands, crying. I didn't really know how to react so I got down on the floor with her and hugged her tight.
She buried her face into my chest, dampening my shirt from her tears. "It's okay. I'm not mad." Is all I could manage to say.
"I'm sorry.......I'm sorry.......I'm sorry." Is all she said over and over again.
Suddenly I heard the door to her flat open. Phil emerged from the door seemingly confused as to why we both ran out so fast. He was about to say something, but stopped when he saw her crying. Instead he knelt down and hugged her too even though he had no knowledge as to what was going on.
"I will explain later." I whispered to Phil. Phil responded by giving me a reassuring nod. I would sit there on the cold wood floor for as long as (Y/N) wanted me to. I had no intention on leaving this flat with out her.A/N
Sorry for putting you guys through that. Well now Dan knows your secret. Will he stay with you? How will Phil react when he finds out? I only mention this one more time next chapter. It is literally one sentence though. But now there is the question of why? I'm just going to say that I have never self-harmed and I never will. I would never have the guts to do it anyway. Plus I don't know why I would want to. Sorry mom, sis, grandma if I freaked you out!
Bye!;)
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FanfictionYou finally moved to London. You had a troubled past in America and hope to leave it all behind. You have a new boyfriend and a best friend. But could one simple call ruin everything that you were trying to escape? Or make everything better?