Old Friends

Breaking Down

   Dan walked back into the bathroom giving you an oversized sweater to wear. You put it on and he picked you up bridal style as Phil held the door open. 

 Dan layed you on the bed and they both sat down beside you. Quietly you finally spoke.

  "I thought I was uhm getting a bath.?" somehow finding yourself extremely tired all of a sudden, coming off the high of the kiss.

 "Well yeah but we decided it could hold off for a while considering Dan just put your bandages on and how exhausted you must be." Phil responded instead of Dan, who was staring at the bed now silent.

 "Are you ok (Y/n)? I can fix you some soup or bring some extra blankets or do anything else for you that you might need." Phil sweetly offered you.

  "Uhm yeah Phil thanks. Some soup would be nice if you don't mind." to be perfectly honest you weren't that hungry. It's just you needed to talk to Dan. Alone.

  "Absolutely! I'll be back!" Phil's face lit up slightly as he rushed to go fix some soup. Why? You didn't ask.

 You turned to Dan. " Explain."

 "Excuse me?"

 "You said you had explaining to do. Now we know I'll be fine. Explain." you knew this was killing Dan. It was also killing you. You couldn't stand not knowing what was bothering Dan.

"Right. Ok. I guess just get right into it then." he paused for a few minutes then began to speak again " Summer and I started dating a few months ago. It actually started on the first day of summer which was totally cliche but really adorable. Everything started out absolutely sickeningly sweet, just as every normal relationship. We had you hang up no you hang up arguments and everything." Dan looked up and you for a brief second then looked back down.

  "Then about a month ago, we had a huge argument about something so stupid. She got mad at me and slapped me across the face. She said it was just in anger and she felt awful but it happened again. And again, with everytime getting worse." Dan's voice wavered as a tear rolled down his cheek. "Summer got angry with you being back. Jealousy. She hit me and told me that I couldn't talk to you and kept giving me restrictions with my life so much to the point that she was going to have me quit youtube and leave Phil. She would hit me, kick me, and even point a gun to my head threatening to kill me. The worst part? Right after she'd always apologize and say she loved me. Each time promising it was the last." Dan was in tears at this point, barely making words come out. 

  You moved over and pulled his head into your blanket-covered lap and wrapped one arm around him and messing gently with his hair. Knowing that all he needed right now was to feel like he had someone there for him, to finally have someone that loved him. Feeling 100 percent that that person was you. You were here to stay and you loved him. You loved Dan Howell.

   A few moments later Dan arose and wiped his eyes, at the same time Phil returned with the soup.

 "(Y/n)? I made your favorite! Hope you're hungry!"