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

About Me

Hello.

So, I'm still sick and was driving like 15 minutes home. I got in my neighborhood and legit got to a stop sign and got light headed and confused. I then proceeded to press on the gas thinking it was the break and screamed and stomped on the break.

That was my PSA don't drive whilst you are ill, you might die.

Enjoy~

(y/n)'s POV

I placed my last suitcase in my car and shut the trunk. My mom was watching from the passenger's seat. She was going to take my car to a shipping place after she dropped me off at the airport so I'd have it in America with me. I was unbelievably nervous to be living in America by myself in an unfamiliar dorm with a total stranger. I got into the driver's seat and put the key in the ignition.

"You have everything?" my mum asked and I nodded, putting the car in reverse. I had said goodbye to Phil and Zoe this morning. I pulled out and my stomach was tossing and turning. I half expected Dan to come running to say goodbye at least, but all had been quiet after Phil and Zoe left. I drove past his house for the last time in a while, my heart breaking when I didn't see him at all. I just drove away, focusing on getting to the airport.

The drive was long, the traffic during the morning rush was terrible. I pulled up to the doors and both my mom and I got out. I pulled my two stuffed suitcases out and my mom shut the trunk for me. I could see water in her eyes and I smiled.

"I'll be fine mum," I said, taking her in one last hug.

"I'm so proud of you, don't forget that. Call me when you land and tell me how New York is," she said, squeezing me tight. I waved to her and walked in to get my bags checked. Once they were taken away by the conveyor belt, I held onto the straps of my backpack on the way through security. They checked through my bag and on I went, down to my gate. I gripped my ticket and sat down to wait for my flight to be called. I watched the main hall out of the airport from which I came, half expecting Dan to come running.

He was just always on my mind wasn't he?

A voice came over the speakers and a few people stood up. I stood with them and stood in line. A nice woman stood beside me and smiled.

"First time to America?" she asked. Her accent was most definitely from New York and I nodded. "New York is big, so make sure you've got a friend with you."

"Thanks," I said and she smiled, stepping a few steps forward.

I had no friends in America.

I scanned my ticket and walked down the tunnel, now more nervous. I settled in a seat and ended up sitting in a row for 2 alone. I propped my feet up and placed my head against the side of the plane. My stomach wouldn't stop churning as I half listened to the safety regulations.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

Once we were in the air, I pulled out my fully charged laptop, wanting to distract myself, but I pulled up YouTube. I looked up Dan's username to go watch our video together. It had gained a thousand views the last time I looked. I pulled up his channel and there were only 3 videos listed.

Ours was gone.

I refreshed the page, but it was definitely gone. He had deleted it. He deleted our video. I felt tears brim my eyes and I clicked on the new one instead. (I'm making this video up, it's not real) It was called About Me.

Dan's face popped up and he gave a little finger salute.

"Hello internet. I just thought I could tell you a few things about me so you can get to know the type of person I am. I'm 16, almost 17, and I go to a small high school in my home town. No, I won't tell you where I live, I don't need stalkers. I'm the type of person who doesn't have many friends, I mean, look at me. I have a good friend named Phil who has a channel called AmazingPhil and another friend named Zoe who is thinking about starting a beauty channel herself. Actually a lot of my friends are thinking about doing YouTube and I think that's really cool. I'm not a genius in school I--"

My brain immediately tuned him out and I felt a few tears drip down my cheeks. Does he seriously not care about me anymore? So much he can't even talk about me in his video?

Are we not friends anymore?

I scrolled down to the comments and there were a few.

What ever happened to that (y/n) girl? That video is gone!!

OMG I thought I was the only one who noticed.

Were they dating? Maybe they broke up

They weren't, maybe something happened

I have a copy of that video, definitely not getting rid of that now.

Dude you're smart

I don't have any friends either, I have like one.

relatable

I closed up my laptop after that as I was severely crying now to the point I might make noise. God he's such a jerk. I just don't understand why he could be so cruel. I know this was terrible and I hate loosing friends too, but we can still talk. It's not like I'm dying.

It's just not fair that this is happening now and not later, or that it's in America.

I wiped away my tears just as a stewardess came to take my drink order. I just got water and shut my eyes, resting my head against the wall.

This was going to be the longest flight of my life.

Stay awesome!

~Calymari