In My Eyes (Dan X reader)

Chapter 42 ~ I'm Not Good Enough

The three of us crawl out of the cab and walk inside. I see tears stinging Dan's eyes. I hold one of his hands.

"Dan? Are you alright" I inquire, squeezing his hand reassuringly. He inhales a shaky breath and begins to speak.

"No" he says sadly, dropping my hand, "I want to breakup". His words hit me like a bus. Tears begin to fill my eyes.

"The fans are right. I'm not good enough for you" Dan says, tears streaming down his face.

"No. Dan I love you, you're perfect. Don't-" he cut me off.

"I said we're done" he snaps, I turn and I take off towards my room. I lock the door behind me and lay down on my bed, tears staining my pillow, and cry until I hear a knock on my door.

>•<

Dan's POV:

I did this for the best. All I want is to see her happy. Maybe she's sad now, but she can do better than a loser like me. She'll be happier in the long run. I wipe a tear from my cheek.

"WHAT THE F*CK WAS THAT DAN?!" Phil yells, taking me by surprise.

"Wh-what do you mean?" I squeak.

"WHY THE F*CK WOULD YOU DO THAT? YOU JUST BROKE HER HEART!"

"Let m-me explain Phil" I stutter. He never snaps like this. I am actually scared.

"I DON'T WANT TO F*CKING HEAR IT DAN" he shouts.

"O-okay let me go apologize to (Y/N). Maybe she'll understand my reasoning?" I mumble turning around to enter the flat.

"Don't. You. Dare." He growls at me, grabbing my hand so I can't continue to walk.

"Just let me apologi-" I continue.

"You don't do that!" He yells.

"What, say sorry?"

"YOU JUST BROKE HER F*CKING HEART AND YOU WANT TO GO TALK TO HER? YOU ARE THE LAST PERSON SHE WOULD WANT TO SEE RIGHT NOW"

Ouch. Phil's reasoning is right, but why did it hurt so much? I'm the last person she wants to see? The girl I love doesn't even want to look at me now. God I f*cked up. But it's for the best. She deserves better.

"Listen I'm going to go talk to her. You don't go anywhere near her door. Got that?" Phil sighs. I nod my head and wipe my damp cheeks.

I go to my room and collapse on my bed, allowing for peaceful slumber to take me away from my situation.

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Phil's POV:

I just finished shouting at Dan. I was pretty mean about it and I feel slightly bad but what the hell was he thinking? I grab (Y/N) a brownie out of the pantry and walk to her room.

I hear a muffled cry on the other side of (Y/N)'s door. I knock and the crying stops.

"Who is it?" She inquires, her voice scratchy from sobbing.

"It's Phil, can you open up?" I say sweetly. Nothing. "I have a brownie" I bribe. "F*ck, (Y/N), please open up?" Now I hear shuffling. The door clicks and swings open. (Y/N) looks at me with a heartbreaking expression.

"I only opened up because you swore" she mumbles.

"Can I come in?" I ask her. She nods and steps to the side allowing me inside the dark room. She plops down on the bed and curls up into a ball.

"I don't get what I did wrong" she mumbles into the pillow. I sit down on the bed next to her and rub her back soothingly.

"You did nothing wrong. Dan, just, he for some reason didn't think he was good enough for you. Truly I don't know why. But this is all his problem. I think the fans today got to him. He's not exactly the most self confident. You're perfect" I ramble in attempt to make the crying stop.

"You think so?" She asks, her voice shaking.

"Yeah" I reply. Silence fills the room. "Oh, here's that brownie" I move to hand it to her.

"I don't want it" she sighs.

"It's really good" I continue.

"I'm not hungry" she replies.

"But you've barely eaten anything today" I follow up.

"I know just... I'm not" her voice is shaking terribly now. Before I could say anything she begins to loudly cry again. I have never seen her like this.

"It's okay (Y/N)" I attempt to say comfortingly. She pulls me into a hug and I hug back. She doesn't pull away and her breathing slows. She's asleep. After a few minutes, I pry her off and pull the covers over her and leave the room.

I hope she feels better soon.