So We Meet Again...(Dan Howell X Reader)

How It Started

AN

So. We meet again, do we? 

I have decided to try to continue this story. I will do this, starting with a re write of each of the chapters, as one of the reasons I stopped was because I just hated the writing. I started this is 2015, and my writing has, as I like to think, improved some in the time since I published this. So, If you would like, please give me some feedback!

-Marcois

(Y/N)

12/19/16

~Two years prior~

    When you are in a relationship with someone, you expect them to do what's best for the two of you. You expect that they would always make time for you, that they would never give up hope in the two of you. Alas, this is not the case for Dan.
    You see, I thought that he had loved me. He always said that he did. So, when he came to me on that day in late November with a sad smile, I was not expecting him to do what he did next.
    "So, (Y/N)..." Dan began with a sigh. "I-Well I don't think that this is going to work out. I'm going through some things at the moment, and I don't really have time for a relationship. I really wish you the best, and I hope that you find someone else. Someone better,"
    If I'm honest with you, It took me a bit to comprehend what he had said. I stood there for a few moments, my hands in my long coat and my (H/C) hair brushing at my cheeks before I dare said anything. I had come with great, hopeful news for my longtime boyfriend, but I wouldn't get to share it as I had hoped. 
    "Uh, wow. So, this is how it ends, is it?" I murmur, looking at the man I thought I knew. 
    I had been there for everything, three years of it to be exact. I was there when he started his youtube channel, when he started getting hate, when he felt down. I thought he knew me.
    "I guess. I'm so sorry, (Y/N). It's not you, honest to god, It's me. I just...I can't be in a relationship with you right now. I just...I can't, you know?" he said, his voice shaking.
    "I'll see you around Dan. Excuse me," I said before running. I didn't really know where to go, but I ran. Dan was my everything. He had been there for me, and now he leaves me, just like that. Today was supposed to be a happy day. I was going to tell him about my baby. Our baby. As it seems, though, that would not occur. 
    What will I do?

~Present~
    As it turns out, my parents were not very supportive. They accused me of many things, some I did not even want to think of as a 17 year old girl. So of course, I was kicked out. Abandoned. Disowned. 
    I went to my only friend, Hannah. She took me in, and was the only person to look me in the eyes and show me some respect, even after what had happened. She was the one to take me to the hospital every month. She was the one who held my hand that day, the day when all my hardship became worth it. The day my Karen was born.
    She's a beautiful girl, 2 years old now, and growing like a bean stock. She looks just like her dad, with his beautiful, big brown eyes. She has my extremely curly hair and dark skin, however. 
    To support her, I got a job. See, I have a way with speaking to people. I can entertain people, and the BBC liked that. They landed me a radio show, where I do some comedy and play music. It pays nicely, and helped me finish my schooling and start saving for Karen's.
    Now that I think about it...I don't miss Dan. I wish Karen had a father, but at the same time I'm so happy to have just her. I know that she'll grow to be a wonderful woman, even if she doesn't have a dad. I'll make sure of it.