Out Loud ||Dan Howell x Reader||

Chapter 20

--PHIL--

(y/n) left half an hour ago after packing a light bag, and so far, there was no sign of Dan coming back. Pacing around the lounge, I looked at the time for what seemed to be the hundredth time. I shook my head, trying to clear my mind from the numerous thoughts that were plaguing it. Pacing around the room some more, I was stopped by a knock at the door. Rushing down the stairs, I opened the door and found the exact person I had been waiting for.

Dan was slumped up against the side of the house by the door, just barely conscious. Shaking him more awake, I helped him inside the house and into the kitchen. Handing Dan a cup of water, I gave him a moment to fully wake up and collect his thoughts.

"Dan, what happened?" I asked after a minute. Dan thought for a moment before beginning his explanation.

"Well, (y/n) and I were playing Mario Party when there was a knock on the door. I went to answer it and when I opened the door, there was no one there. I looked out, you know, to check if it was just a kid pranking their new neighbours, and that's when he jumped out and dragged me to his car. I couldn't talk, I felt almost paralyzed. When we got to the car, he knocked me out and then brought me to what looked like a storage unit. Isaac didn't tell me anything, he didn't hurt me, other than the fact that my wrists hurt from the dumb rope," Dan said. I gave a nod, my thoughts on the whole situation being confirmed. Dan looked around and paused for a moment before speaking again. "Where's (y/n)?" He asked.

I looked down at my hands and thought for a moment. How was I going to tell Dan that my sister went with his kidnapper just so he could come back? "Phil," Dan started, "What happened?" I let out a sigh, knowing that there was no good way to tell him what had happened.

"(y/n) went with Isaac so you could come home. She didn't want him to hurt you," I paused for a moment, looking up at him and analyzing his face. "She would do anything for you, Dan." He froze for a moment, the expression on his face showing that his mind was processing. Dan quickly stood from his chair, almost knocking it over, and started making his way upstairs. "Dan? What are you doing?" I called out, following close behind.

"I'm going to find her and put that motherfucker in jail."