Missed Opportunities // Dan Howell x Reader

Chapter 24

(A/N: once again, you are the italics and the bold is Phil)

Chapter 24

Y/N's POV

I call Phil.

"ArE U hOMe?"

"No I just left a couple minutes ago, why?"

"Well I'm outside your flat, anyways. I'm not going back 'home' this week."

"Y/- ??"

"Goodbye" I cut him off and hung up the phone. I turned it to silent and shoved it in my pocket.

Phil's not there but... maybe it's better this way?

I knock on the door. And he answers it. There's no need for words because when he looks into my eyes....
When he looks at all the tears I'm building up in them, and how even more broken I am behind it- he pulls my luggage inside and wraps me in his arms.

I don't need to tell him why, right now this second

There's no explanation needed. He's just there for me when I need him. Loyal, trustworthy, reliable, considerate. Someone who really cares about you.

That's what you dream of in a friend,
A companion.
A soulmate.

A relationship.

And this is when I let my guard down because I know I really love Dan Howell

A/N: This was originally supposed to be two separate chapters but I thought it was too short and I didnt want to do that to you guys!

So here's the other half...

Dan's POV

When I came home and started questioning everything I thought I knew about the world, the inevitability of death, and how hopeless I am for a few minutes,

As per usual,

I heard a knock on the door

When I arrived Phil was gone so I had just assumed he forgot his keys. I opened the door and saw something different

She was standing there. Still as beautiful as I remember. I wanted nothing more than to just tell her how much she means to me.

I looked at her eyes and there was one tear that had managed to roll down her cheek and escape from all the emotions she was holding back.

I didn't need to know what happened. Did that even matter? I just knew that I was going to comfort her as much as she needed me to until she was okay enough to tell me what's wrong. And that was- even if she wanted to tell me.

I held her in my arms like nothing was going to take her away from me. No matter what was troubling her I wanted her to know she was safe here. With me. And we could stay like this. Together.

I hated seeing her upset. Being because she simply didn't deserve it. Y/N is the most beautiful, fantastic, and kind person I know. She's perfect to me and I was tired of hiding it

It's hard to feel what I felt. When you care about someone so deeply and it hurts you every second. Especially when you see them hurting. When you're holding them in your arms yet somehow, you still feel so far apart. We slowly released, my arms still lightly around her waist.

She looked up at me and it was like time stopped.

My hands went from her waist to her arms and slowly (but gradually faster) slipped up past her shoulders into her hair and slightly on her cheeks. Our noses brush as I pulled her closer to me and our lips collided.

It was amazing. It was this thing that I've always wished I did and now it was actually happening. It felt like if there was all this horribleness going on in the world then, at least this was right. But it was gone. It was soon over and there was a longing for her lips on mine again.

"I'm so sorry" I apologized quickly

"Come here you doofus" And my craving was soon fulfilled when she rapped her arms around my neck and pulled me back in for a longer one

It was unforgettable. And I knew I was right, I always loved Y/N Lester

A/N: Sorry if this was the cringiest thing you've ever read. :|

-Lei xox