16 - The evidence

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I search the internet for any clues of Ashley, pretty pointless though.

I accidentally click on one of Dan's videos, and I'm about to exit it when I see the slightest bit of the top comment in the comments section.

'NoUsername34?' I whisper quietly to myself, and read the actual comment that I remember from a while ago. I try to see the replies on the comment, but my laptop screen goes black. I forgot my charger.

I internally facepalm, slamming down my laptop lid. I've got to go back to my apartment.

I grab my set of keys and jog across to my apartment, slowly opening the doot. (Yes that was a typo but I'm keeping that there.) I run into my bedroom and search for my charger, finding it under my bed.

I was just about to pack some more of my clothes when I hear my doorbell, I rush to the door and pull it open, revealing just the person I wanted to see.

'Hello, (y/n).' she says, an evil smirk plastered onto her face.

'I would say nice to see you again, but it's really not. What do you want?' I say firmly.

'I was wondering if Dan was in?' she smiles sweetly, but I can see past that.

'Sorry, he's not here, but I was just going out to buy some hoe repellent, so be careful next time you come knocking at this door.' and I slam the door in her face.

But then I open it again.

'Remember that comment from the unknown user?' I ask.

'Maybe. Why?'

'Who is it? You said you knew...'

'Ehem.. well..' She looks at the floor, 'I uhm... It was Dan!' She blurts out.

'What?!' I stare at her in shock, 'It couldn't...'

'Bye! Gotta go!' She shouts as she walks away.

Ashley's POV

Damn it, why did I have to say Dan?

I don't actually know who it is!

I need to find this person...

Maybe Dan did actually put it though... so that he could pretend to (y/n) that everything is OK...

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Reference back to chapter... 7?

If you forgot, read it again.

Shout-out to my fam, Kylie, and a message from her:

PHAN IS REAL

and I agree.


~ Jas x

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