HOLLER. 》 Dan x Reader || Danisnotonfire

Chapter 25|| "Depressed people make jokes sometimes"

Update: November 23rd, HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!! (Even tho this will be published late asf)

-DAN-

"So..." I say, awkwardly playing with my thumbs and biting my lip as I look up at Y/N sitting across from me.

"So..." she says, leaning back in the soft rocking chair she's sitting in.

"What uh..." I try to start. "What do you want to talk about...?" I ask awkwardly, staring at her.

"Death." She replies with a straight face.

Looking at her quickly trying to see if she's serious, she laughs and shakes her head.

"Joking," She laughs. "Depressed people make jokes sometimes."

I smile slightly, laughing.

"Same."

Its silent for a minute. Many things start to fill my mind as we sit and let the silence take over us both. My thoughts start to range from when I first met Y/N and how my heart fluttered so fast when I saw her smile. Then I start to think about when she had fucked me over. I shake it off, not wanting to get angry.

Instead I continue to think more about Y/N. I look up at her and watch as she looks down and plays with a ring on her finger.

Some people believe that nothing is beautiful in this world. They think that all this is just a lie. I'm one of those people. But in all honesty, when I look up and see Y/N, the whole world stops and I get that feeling all over again. The fluttering of my heart, the fast, yet steady heartbeats. When I see Y/N, it's like I'm home. Its like everything is perfect, and I just feel safe.

When I hear her voice, it's like birds chirping after a storm had passed through. She just brings me so much happiness and...I really do love her. But I just don't know if she feels the same...

I'm snapped out of my thoughts as I hear Y/N's delicate voice.

"Dan?" She asks, furrowing her brows.

"Yeah?" I ask, swallowing hard.

"Oh. I was just explaining how I'm glad that we're talking again." She smiles.

I must've tuned her out while she was saying all that stuff.

Embarrassed, I smile slightly, ignoring the shade of red that is now spread across my cheeks.

"I'm glad too..." I look down at my hands that are gently folded on my lap.

I really am glad.

Its silent again, and we both sit there awkwardly.

Suddenly, Y/N stands up and plops down next to me on the couch. I look up at her, and I knit my eyebrows together.

"W-what're you doing?" I ask, nervousness laced in my voice.

"Can I not sit next to you?" She giggles a little.

"Oh...right-no. You can." I squeeze my eyes shut at how stupid I am. I open them back up to see that Y/N has now scooted closer, both our hands sat at our sides now and our fingers almost touching.

I could feel my palms start to sweat.

I've never really been this close with a girl before. I've always been too nervous and scared. I never have the guts to do anything, really. That's why I'm so quiet and I keep everything to myself; I'm afraid of getting judged or hurt. I'm always scared I'm going to say the wrong things.