Panel // Daniel Howell x Reader

32 Je suis super mal

"Y/N!" F/n screeches as she sees you at her door. You smile, your very tired, but you were happy.
You sit on her lavender scented couch.

"How are you?" She asks. You force a smile.

"Perfectly fine!" You say. She knew something was up automatically.

"Y/F/N. I have known you for years, you cannot plaster a smile on your face and say perfectly fine. Whats wrong. Is it me?" She says. You start feeling your lips corners quiver with a frown.

"Y/n?" She says again.

You erupt in tears. Why did you give up on Dan? Why didn't you explain that you were nervous, and that it was too early. God, why didn't you mention F/N....

"Oh shit, what is it?" She says now putting her mug on the table and is kneeing in front of your hunched corpse.

"Me and Dan... we are-" choking on your words, and trying to find the correct words to use. Were you broken up? No... you never denied or confirmed anybody's tweets... I mean, nobody hugely cared that Dan was dating a small YouTuber like me...

"I don't know... we figh- ,had a fight. In don't know where we stand." You say re imagining the fight. God, why did you fight?

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"Amsterdam." He says. I look at him. Why would I go back to Amsterdam just to see y/n. She probably wants some privacy. God.... I'm stupid. I shouted at her. She said she didn't want to move in. We had been dating for a month!

"Phil, I dont think so..." I say still staring at Tumblr.

"Why not. Sally is going around tryibg to contact her. She blocked both of us! Did she block you? Have you even tried talking to her?" I hesitate.

"No... but Sally said enough."

"You spoke with Sally? When?"

I close my laptop. "On Thursday. When she left. When y/n left."

Phil stares at me. Waiting for an answer.

"She said that y/n didn't want to see me. She was sobbing. I, I dont want to see her..." I want to see her.

I open my phone and open google to Google translate. I don't know why...

French to English

I am very sad.

Je suis super mal.