Dan Howell (xreaded)

Crying

(VERY BIG TRIGGER WARNING)

Y/N POV

I storm up stairs and go into my room slamming the door behind me. I sit on my bed and burst into tears. I stay in that position for about 5 minuets then stand up and walk over to my bathroom. I look in the mirror. I wipe away the tears and look at my bruised face. I look at my bruised body. He can't keep doing this to me. I sit on the toilet seat and pull out my phone. I'm not in the mood for talking to my friends but it would be nice if I could just talk with a completa stranger. And then I was like why don't I talk to a complete stranger there are sooooo many random people on Instagram. But then again I don't want to talk to some creep. So then I think what if I just go on the the People who my friends follow and send a massage to 5 people I don't know. I decide to do so, I selecting the random 5 people. This seemed to get my mind off what just happened downstairs and I was actually not crying anymore.

"Hi, I'm lonely and can't be bothered to talk to my friends, so instead I selected 5 people who they follow I don't know. Like I have no clue who you are. anyway you are one of the 5 lucky people I selected (you don't have to reply I'm just lonely)" I sent that to the 5 people hoping to get a response. It was about ten minutes later and still no one had responded. I mean I didn't really expect any one to reply back to a complete stranger anyway though.

I sneak down stairs to find no one there. He must of left after he hit me and I stormed off. I sit on the couch and turn on the tv. I'm scared he might just bust through the door because I stupidly gave him keys. I flick through the channels and the I found my f/t/s (favourite tv show) was on.

~about 10min later~

I hear my phone go *bing* I reach in to my pocket. It was insta, someone had replied to me. I open the massage and see it was someone called...danielhowell.

(Authors note: for danielhowell I'm just going to say dan)

Me: Hi, I'm lonely and can't be bothered to talk to my friends, so instead I selected 5 people who they follow I don't know. Like I have no clue who you are. anyway you are one of the 5 lucky people I selected (you don't have to reply I'm just lonely)

Dan: Hi lonely, I'm dan

Me: haha very funny. I'm actually y/n. Any way didn't think someone would reply so thank you for responding.

Dan: oh ok hi y/n. Are you sure you don't know who I am tho

Me: yes I have no clue, I just that you are danielhowell

Dan: oh ok

Me: why are you like famous or something

Dan: no, no don't worry.

Me: ok...anyway

Dan: I'm sorry I gtg. Maybe we can talk later.

Me: ok well bye then

I go off insta and go on google I look up Daniel Howell and find out some very interesting info. He is the same age as me and he's a YouTuber. I go on YouTube and look him up but the I hear the doorbell ring. I get up and go to the door. I look out the peep hole to see is him, my boyfriend or tho I wouldn't call him that. I don't answer the door. I start to become scared. He starts banging on the door screaming to let him in. I creep back up stairs and then run to my room and lock the door behind me. I hide in my room curled up in the corner of my bed. I can hear him coming up the stairs.
"Baby, why don't you let me in." He says knocking on my door.
I stay quiet but then he starts bashing the door saying if I don't let him in he will trash the house and then come back when I'm sleeping and all that crap. I stand up wimping crying. Weak I walk over to the door. Tears running down my face. I place my hand on the door handle I turn it opening the door. I see his face. With a massive grin on his face. He grabs me from the wrist I try to pull away.
"Why didn't you answer the door y/n." He say in my face. I try to wiggle my way out of his tight grip but there's no point. He pins me to the wall and beat me. He hit me and punched me. He then did things, way worse things without my consent. I tried to stop him, but he hit me until i listened. I have the worst relationship, I have an abusive relationship.

~the next day~

I wake up in my bed naked. Last night he raped me. I'm to scared to leave my bed so I stay here. After about 20 minuets of silence I move myself to pick up my phone. I see that I have a massage from dan. I open my phone and go on to Instagram, I then go and see what dan had said.

Dan: good morning or evening or night I don't know what part the world you in soooo

Me: it's morning here. I live in London.

Dan: oh ok cool.

Me: I looked you up and apparently you have a YouTube channel, sorry tho I didn't have any time to check out your channel

Dan: oh no it's cool

Me: also did you know we are the same age

Dan: really cool

Me: umm well any way I have to go get ready. I'm going out with my friends today. Byeeee

Dan: have a nice day bye.