Maybe I am insane (dan howell x reader)

Chapter 7. Unknown memories

"I always thought I might be bad, now I'm sure that's true, cause I think you're so good, and I'm nothing like you."
.
.
Dan was sitting on the floor, his knees bent slightly as He rested his hands on them, and his back against the wall as I was pacing around the room thinking to myself.
He seemed so calm about this while I was extremely tense and anxious.

"Can you stop pacing?" He questioned looking up at me making me stop and turn around to face him.

I sighed then walked over to sit next to him, "sorry." I mumbled looking down at the grey floor.

"What are you so uptight about?" He asked turning his head over to me and raising an eyebrow.

I folded my arms and leaned back against the wall out of annoyance. "I don't know, maybe because I'm stuck on here with you and I want to get out." I spoke sarcastically standing up and walking over to the door, continuously turning the knob even though it wouldn't open, but it was more for the sake of me being angry.

"I thought you would love being stuck in a room with me." He smirked while laying his head on hand and humming.

"Wouldn't you rather have that toy that keeps you busy or something?" I asked sarcastically referring to cat, yet making it seem as if I didn't care much.

He scoffed rolling his eyes, "I use her. We fuck. That's it. Why you jealous, love?" He question folding his arms and leaning back.

I bit my tongue and stopped myself from saying anything stupid, "yeah, definitely." I said sarcastically while bending down and messing with the doors lock, becoming frustrated as nothing was working

"What about when your little play toy falls in love?" I questioned completely avoiding eye contact with him as I just screwed around with the door knob, picking at it and looking through it to see if there was anyway to open it, yet nothing was there, just my luck of course.

"I didn't sign up for love, at least not with her, she might think it's something more but that's her problem" he explained.

I hit the lock out of anger for it not opening, then put my hand through my hair as I walked back over to Dan and sat down feeling frustrated.

His brown eyes looked over at me, squinting slightly as he hesitatingly asked me, "how did you know my name when we first met?" He asked randomly which made me pause and think through what I was going to say, but I didn't have an answer, "it's a bit complicated, Dan." I said under my breath.

Out of no where dan stood up and became mildly angry, as he started to pace around, "what are you not telling me?!" He asked stopping to look at me, waiting for a response.

I stood up quickly and began to walk over to him, "Dan, it's not like that, it's just-"

"No, no excuses! I want to know what you're hiding." He began to say coming closer to my face, yet I froze and stayed silent as I just shook my head slowly, "I can't." I mumbled under my breath.

Dan paused as he looked at me, he shook his head and when I tried to walk over to him to talk, he pushed me away slightly and sat on his bed as he looked off into oblivion, he was obviously deep in thought, which made me worried.

Dans p.o.v

I know her from somewhere, I just can't shake that feeling off. It's just that anytime I talk to her I just get this spark as if I've seen her before, and it's been getting to me since I met her.

Yet I know that it's impossible, and it's probably just me being paranoid like usual, but she is hiding something, I just don't know what it is.

"Can you at least tell me how you knew Phil?" I asked, my breath hitched and my body becoming tense.

She paused for a second, as her eyes widened yet she tried to hide it, "long story short, we met here, and he asked me if I knew where his mother was." She said softly while looking over at the door, she dazed off as if she was remembering the thought, then snapped out of it, "um then after we started to talk a bit more." She said quickly as she started to regain herself.

(Y/n's p.o.v.)

I sat next to Dan and felt the quietness take over the hole room as it became comfortable silence, yet it was quickly interrupted when we heard footsteps walking over here but before we could move it was too late.

"What the hell are you doing here? Are you crazy?!" I heard the familiar voice of Tom ask as I gave a sigh of relief.

I walked over feeling incredibly thankful for him showing up, he took out the keys from his pocket and unlocked the door, "oh and next time, tell pretty boy not to touch steal my stuff." Tom said sarcastically, eyeing Dan angrily.

Dan rolled his eyes and sat back smirking, "I'll see you later, (y/n)..." dan hummed, completely changing his attitude towards me which made me slightly confused.

"No you won't." Tom said while grabbing my arm and taking me to my cell, "what were you thinking?" He questioned in a panic, yet I didn't respond for the fear of saying something stupid.

"You could have gotten us both in trouble, it was almost time for Zoella to pick him up and take him out to the lobby, what would have happened if she found you?!" He questioned.

I sighed, "Tom look, I'm sorry, but I just needed to talk to him for a bit. It already sucks that he doesn't remember me but I at least want to get him to try." I said groaning out of self anger as I fell into the bed, putting my hands over my eyes and covering my face.

Tom sighed, "I'll take you to the lobby in an hour.." he mumbled while locking the door and walking away.