Fine Line Between Love and Hate | Dan x Reader High School

Don't Leave

Heyo.

Yeah it's today. Yesterday was the worst day I've had in a long while.

Also weird video ik, but I'm too lazy to get the lyric or audio so

Enjoy~

Dan's POV

A shot rang out, and I watched her body crumple. Screams, vicious screams ripping through my ears. People shouted to me, crowded around her as I sunk to my knees.

"DO SOMETHING!" someone screeched, but I couldn't move, panicking with her in my arms.

I can't do anything.

Some one pulled her away and up on a stretcher and I was shoved into a ambulance, tears pouring down my face, but my body wouldn't move to help her.

"Dan." I glanced at her, her head up, looking at me. "Help me." I struggled to push myself towards her, but she flopped back down and  paramedics rushed to her, shouting things I couldn't understand, pushing me back, but between bodies I could see her teary eyed face staring right at me. The sirens still wailed and shouts barked, but I could hear one thing still over the noise.

Help me.

I woke up with a start, my body jolting off of my bed, choking. I let out a gasping breath, looking around frantically for her, but I was in my own dark room, shaking on the floor. I pushed myself up and grabbed my shoes before heading out. I walked in the pitch black to her house. I tossed rocks at her window until a light flickered on and her face appeared. She was startled and panicked, opening the window.

"What the hell are you doing?" she called, but I just shook my head and she shut the window. I went around to her back door where she was waiting. I flew up the 3 steps, pulling her into a warm kiss. She stood tense in my arms and I pulled back grasping her in a hug, still panicked and shaking. "Dan?" but I only let out a small sob to which she fell silent. She placed a hand on my head, running her hands through my hair. She didn't question the kiss.

A few months ago, I'd never consider stepping foot around this house, and I never expected to be held in her arms like this. A feeling I've never really experienced before. Not like this. 

We stood in the cool night air, listening to a few cars pass on the main road behind her house or animals and bugs make noise. It was peaceful as I cried into her shoulder. We swayed back and forth in a rocking motion.

"Nightmare?" she asked. I nodded against her shoulder and she shushed me, not needing anymore explanation. We stood for a while, until I pulled back and she gave me a tired smile. "I'm sorry." she said, brushing freezing tears off my cheeks, cupping my face. "I'm okay." all I did was hug her again, which she quickly returned.

"Don't leave me." I said, and she shushed me again.

"I won't. I promise." she murmured and we stood, hugging again. As I pulled back again, I noticed a warm blush and a confused look on her face. "Do you want to..." I nodded and she let out a light chuckle, pulling me inside. I started towards the couch, but she stopped me, pointing upstairs. I followed her again, my face red in the darkness and my heart pounding. She opened the door to her room, where the light was off now, but her sheets pulled back and messy.

I crawled in her bed with her, keeping my distance, but she scooted close, hugging me. My heart pounded, at her nice but friendly gesture.

"Your heart is beating so fast. How bad was the dream?" she asked. I wanted to tell her it was her, that she made me like this. She makes me feel alive, but I can't say it.

I just can't.

She won't love me back like I do. I felt her weight dip slightly and her eyes rested gently. I shut my eyes as well, my sleep dreamless.

(Y/n)'s POV

I woke up and he was gone, the imprint still in the sheets next to me. I could feel his warmth and the pressure on my lips. I sat up in bed, wincing and got dressed. I couldn't believe he was still having those nightmares about me. I remember in the hospital, his description of being so helpless as I bled out on the stretcher. It gave me prickles up my neck.

I slung my backpack over my shoulder, wincing again, and heading to take my pain killers. Today was Friday and I was exhausted from the visit last night. I headed out the door once I was ready and Dan was sat on my porch, purple bags under his eyes.

"Woah, you could've come in." I said. He just shrugged, his face red. He was embarrassed? We started walking along and I turned towards him. Normally, he'd look back at me, full attention, but he remained with his head down. "Dan you don't need to be like this you know. I'm happy you came to me." I said. He glanced up at me this time, his face a bright red.

"Sorry." he mumbled and I sighed.

"Don't be. I want to be that person you come to. Makes me know you trust me. It's nice." I said. He smiled slightly at me. I glanced at the time on my phone. "Now come on." I said, gripping his wrist and pulling him to school, his face still hidden and flushed, and mine turning a slight pink too.

Short, but I'm pressed for time and having a stroke so shshshgssh

Stay awesome!

~Calymari