Chapter Sixteen

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hi

this book hit 600 reads??? why???

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here you go~

*Time skip to a week after the last chapter*

You and Dan were now officially dating, title and all. You actually felt like everything was perfect now, and who could blame you? You had a boyfriend some would do unspeakable things for, an amazing job, an incredible best friend, who had a perfect boyfriend herself - life was good.

Not for too long though.

You and Emma were sat in your living room, watching Netflix, when your phone buzzed. You paused the show and checked the notificaton.

"Who is it?" Emma asked.

"It's from a blocked number - WHAT THE HELL?!" You showed her your phone screen.

(left is spooky unknown person, right is you)

Unknown

(Y/n) (L/n), you will break up with Dan Howell.

That was unsettling in a number of ways - first of all, how did this person get your number, second of all, how did they know you were dating Dan? You didn't tell anyone, because of hardcore Phan shippers and hardcore (you and Emma's ship name) shippers. The only people you told were your close inner circle and family, who wouldn't say anything... Or would they?

"What do I say?" You asked frantically.

"I don't know! Just say wrong number?"

Unknown

(Y/n) (L/n), you will break up with Dan Howell.

i think you've got the wrong number

I know this is the right number, (Y/n). Just admit it, and break up with your precious boyfriend.

and what if i don't?

You'll regret it. I'll expose you to the whole internet.

no one will believe you

Oh, really? Even with these pictures?

Attached were pictures of you and Dan. One was of you on a date, another was of you holding hands in a grocery store, and another was of you two sleeping on your couch... The scariest part was that the picture seemed to have been taken from inside the house.

who the fuck are you? were you inside my fucking house?

Oh, no, I'm not that kind of person. I simply hacked your laptop's camera!

you're a fucking psycho

You might want to be careful about name-calling, (Y/n). Names are powerful things.

Oh, and don't try to contact the police. I promise you'll regret it.

yeah, right. i already have proof of stalking AND hacking. there's no way i'm not going to the police. all you have are empty threats.

Empty? Really? Well, looks like I'll have to post these pictures...

NO! STOP! i won't contact the police, just don't post those pictures.

Good. I'll know if you try to call 999/911, by the way.

You have one week to break up with your precious boyfriend. I hope you make the right choice.

It's interesting how happiness can build up so easily, and come crumbling down in the blink of an eye.

*???'s POV*
I hate her. I hate how she's so good with him, how I could never make her that happy. I hate that I'm not good enough to be with her. I hate that I had to stoop to this level to break them apart.

I love her. I love her smile, and her eyes, and how she's perfect in every way. I love that she's so sarcastic and pessimistic, but underneath it all she's a kind person.

I need her.

She needs him.

He is the only thing in my way.

Nobody gets in my way.

so spooky.

i bet you're wondering who it is. well, i'll tell you...




















































































haha jk.

you'll have to wait and see >:)

thats all for now

bye my beautiful babes!

-Kayla xx

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