Imaginary

Heyo internet humans. So I had this idea a few nights ago and it somehow turned into this. A good friend prompted my to put in on wattpad as this is where I spend 99% of my life anyways so yeah hope you enjoy and feedback is by all means welcome! 

Also please note this isn't beta'd at all so if there are grammar/spelling issues I apologize hehe ...

Enjoy m8s!

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I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, staring silently past my reflection. Slowly, I reached for the bottle of pills on the counter, shook one into my hand and swallowed it with some water. A sudden squeak of the floorboards behind me made my stomach flip in shock. Whirling around, I saw Dan standing in the doorway of the bathroom. He was wearing a black shirt and grey sweatpants. His hair was slightly wavy.

"Please tell me you're not doing drugs in the bathroom at 1 am." He said with a concerned look that meant he was being completely serious.

I let out a soft laugh "Dude relax. It's Melatonin. Natural sleeping remedy. It's so mild I could probably take the entire bottle and the worst that would happen is I'd sleep for a day." I tossed him the bottle as proof and he smiled and sighed in relief.

"Good." He said as he made his way to the mirror and stood beside me. "Because I'd really be quite sad if you got hurt." The words came out with a teasing manner but I could tell from his eyes that there was an undertone of sincerity to it. I leaned into his shoulder and he wrapped and arm around me.

"Dan?" I asked softly.

"What's up kiddo?" Dan replied. I laughed at the nickname and looked up at him. Green eyes met brown and I wished I could stay frozen like this forever. "Tell me everything's going to be alright." My voice dropped to barely a whisper. "That you'll always be here, and for once in my life I have someone who will never leave."

Dan smiled his beautiful smile, dimples and all. "Everything is going to be alright." He repeated back in a soft, calming tone. "And I'm never, ever leaving." With that, he pulled me into a tight hug.

Safe. That was the only thing I could think. I was here in Dan's arms. He loved me. He was never going to leave me. I was safe, here in the comforting warmth of Dan's arms.

But wait, my brain suddenly stirred. This felt wrong. Why did I feel like I was forgetting something? My heart lurched. Suddenly, I remembered. With a gasp, I pulled back from the hug and looked at Dan, who stared at me with confused expression. "What's the matter?" he asked quietly. I looked back into the mirror, tears beginning to form in my eyes. "You...this...it, it isn't real." And just like that, the world dissolved around me.

I stood in the bathroom. But it wasn't the one in Dan's flat. I had never seen Dan's bathroom. I had never been the Dan's flat. And I had never met Dan.

I was in my own bathroom. The one in my house. It was dark and quiet, and I was alone, staring into the mirror, and completely entranced in my own mind. I did this often, talking out loud as part of an imaginary conversation in my head, or staring until I was able to lose track of reality for a moment and get lost in the happiness of whatever situation I could come up with. It was a way of escaping reality. My own, painful reality. But the worst part, was having to snap out of it and realize that I was indeed, like my parents often put it, just a crazy teenager who dreamed too much.

Dan. I thought. I missed Dan. The Dan, who's image I had never seen anywhere else except behind my phone screen. I adored him, but I was never going to meet him in real life. So my imaginary one would have to do. A tear ran down my cheek and dropped into the sink below me. I really am crazy aren't I. I thought to myself as I grabbed the bottle of pills and shook a few into to my hand. Maybe taking them all wouldn't be so bad. The thought crept into my head. I could use the sleep...