(Dan's POV)
I was on my way to a Café to talk to my Wife. We've been fighting lately, and because of that, she moved into a different house just for the time being. So we meet up in public places every week to talk things out. Suddenly I get that all familiar feeling, that I'm being watched. You see, for about 2 months, I've been getting a weird feeling someone's watching me. My every movement.
From the time I wake up, till the time I go to sleep. I also get weird text messages saying stuff like "You looked nice today :)" or "I like when you wear plaid.". I've called the police, but since there's no actual proof, the won't do anything. I sigh as I look around. Nothing. I hear footsteps behind me and quickly turn around, but again see nothing. I speed walk to the Café. When I get there, I let Jemma talk on and on about something. But I wasn't focused on her.
Who was doing this? Why were they doing this? Was it possibly a fan? No.. If they were a fan they'd probably ask for an autograph not stalk me. Plus, most of my fans are under 18, there's no way a 14 year old can watch me at all times. "Are you even listening to me?!" Jemma says and I look up. "Sorry what?" I say rubbing my eyes. "See, Dan. This is what I mean! You never listen to me! Why?!" She says loudly. "I'm just- out of it today, Jem. I'm sorry." I say. "No. Just, ugh." She says standing up and walking out.
Then I realized something. I actually regret saying I do. I regret it. I wipe a single tear from my Eye, and stand up, everyone still looking at me. I walk out, shoving my hands into my jacket pockets. Then my phone buzzed. What, is she gonna scream at me over texting?
?: She seemed pretty mad.
?: Its okay, in here for you.
I never answer them back but this time, for some reason, I did.
Dan: Who is this.
?: You look nice today.. I like that jacket on you.
Dan: I don't know you. Leave me alone.
?: Not gonna happen, Dan.
Dan: How do you know my name?
?: I know a lot about you..
Dan: Really?
?: Your full name Is Daniel Middleton, your favorite color is blue, you have a weird obsession with tea, you're most likely gonna divorce your annoying wife, and You look good shirtless.
Dan: that last one was Irrelevant, and fucking creepy.. How have you seen me shirtless?
?: You should sleep with a shirt on then.
What the hell? I feel a shiver run down my spine as I look up from my phone and look around. My phone buzzes again.
?: Looking for me?
Dan: Who. Are. You.
?: Felix. Felix Kjellburg.
Dan: Is that actually your name.
Felix: Yes.
Suddenly I heard a loud noise and I jump, almost dropping my phone. Then I took off running. My phone buzzing multiple times, non stop. I got to my house, locking the door. Then I looked at the messages.
Felix: Don't be afraid.
Felix: Stop running.
Felix: STOP
Felix: big mistake.
Dan: Sorry, don't fucking scare me then.
Felix: I forgive you, Baby.
Dan: Don't call me that, I'm not gay.
Felix: And I'm a unicorn
Dan: Cool.
Felix: -.-
Dan: Goodbye
Felix: You look hot when you're scared
Felix: Be scared more often
Dan: You're insane. Absolutely crazy.
Felix: Only for you
I threw my phone. It landed on the ground with a thump, and I have never feared for my life, this much. Ever. Why was he doing this? Why? Why me? I leaned against the door, sliding down it. Its so confusing to me.
Authors Note
BTW, Felix isn't a YouTuber in this story. Dan has no clue who he is. Also the chapters are purposely short. Hope you enjoyed :3
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Stalker// Delix
FanfictionDan always felt like he was being watched.. little did he know he'd fall in love with the stalker. (Oi, before you leave hate, just know I know Dan and Felix aren't gay, these stories are just for fun)
