I run as much and as far as I can, going in directions I don't even recognize. I find a a hill with tall grass and daisies. I fall to my knees and sob. I cry hard into my hands. I start feeling physical pain from the amount if crying I've done. I hold my chest and fall into the field of daisies. The pain stops as I hold my breathe. I let out slow, shaky breathes and scream.
My phone begins to ring. I throw it far and cry. The hot tears stream from my face and onto the daisies. I look at the them and smile sadly.
Flashback
A little girl with blonde hair, perfectly done into cute braids on each shoulder, skips through the daisies. She giggles as her bare feet dampen from the dew on the grass. I sit there with my long white skirt, picking daisies and weaving them into a flower crown.
"Un deux trois quatre
Cinq six sept huit neuf
Un deux trois quatre
Cinq six sept huit neuf
Un deux trois quatre
Cinq six sept huit neuf" I sing.
"(Y/N)! Stop singing you're piano stuff!" She giggles as she runs over to me.
"It's not piano stuff. It's piano scales" I giggle.
She plops beside me and crosses her legs, her pastel pink dress hugging her knees. "Saaaaammeee thing" she giggles.
"It is not" I defend poking her nose.
"(Y/N)! Angelica! Come inside for lunch!" My mother calls.
I stand up, "that's our cue" I giggle as I place the flower crown on her head.
She skips into our house. I follow behind.
My phone rings again. I wipe the tears from my cheeks and underneath my eyes, and search for my phone in the field. I find it and answer, "Hello?" I ask which sounds very nasaly since I was crying.
"(Y/N)! Are you okay? Where are you?" Phil asks quickly
"I'm not really sure where I am" I admit. "I'm I tell you what street I'm on, can you pick me up?"
"Of course" Phil says.
I look around and see a BP gas station. The street sign next to it reads, DANIEL RD. I scoff, 'how relevant' I think
"Hello?" Phil asks
"Oh. Sorry. Daniel road" I say
"I'll be there asap" he says
"Thank you" I smile
"See you" he replies.
I hang up and sit in the daises, making a flower crown.
Author's note: Hey guys, that was chapter 14. I will not be making another chapter until I get at least 25 followers on my new instagram for wattpad. On there is going to be sneak peeks of new chapters, updates, notes, and questions. Please follow. Maybe you'll find out about Angelica....
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Mr. Howell // Dan Howell x Reader
FanfictionYou are going into senior year of high school. On your first day of school, you meet your English teacher. Mr.Howell.
