Dan
I woke up in a hotel room floor.
I looked up to see a bed, which on top held a sleeping Phil and a pissed off Elise.
"What the actual fuck, Dan!? My baby sister!?" She screamed.
Phil jolted awake, "Whoa, what?" He looked confused. "What's happening?"
"I dragged your asses back home after last night," she glared. "I guess neither of you two remember, huh?"
We got confused expressions as she explained.
"We were all drunk, and she told me everything. You fucking raped Cat's mouth with your own, now (y/n) won't talk to me."
"Perhaps her phone died," Phil suggested.
"Perhaps not! I've called her twelve times, she only picked up once.
I was wide eyed.
I don't even.. What? Cat!?
I rummaged through my pockets.
"She has the only key!" I yelled.
"No shit, I tried to find it last night on you," she raged with anger.
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(Y/n)
I stared at the ceiling.
My phone was constantly buzzing.
I turned it off, and tossed it into my almost packed suitcase.
Thoughts rummaged through my head.
Maybe I'm overreacting..
It was just a kiss..
No, Dan probably meant it.
Cat had eyes for him.
But he's mine? Or at least, I thought he was.
I decided to make one phone call.
I punched in seven numbers after turning my phone back on.
Dan.
It only rang once, as expected.
"(Y/n)? Oh my g-" Dan spoke, his voice trailing off.
"(Y/n)? Open the door, I'll be right there," Elise chimed in.
"No, let me," Phil said.
"Guys," I breathed.
The phone went silent.
"All I called for, was a simple, easy explanation," I choked.
The voices rang, the same story basically told.
"Well, that being said.."
It went silent.
"It's over, Dan."
I bawled.
"I just can't.. I-I just can't live with someone who would.. W-who.." I cried.
"What?" A single voice croaked.
"I-I'm.."
Perfect timing.
My phone died.
Just like my heart.
And what I thought, my trust for Dan.
But certainly not my love.
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And a Pinch of Love (a Dan Howell x Reader Fanfiction)
Fanfictiondaniel howell x reader - So much of this fucking story is a mess, I apologize. It was my first fic, written when I was TWELVE, and it's so cringe worthy. I haven't bothered to edit or change anything, just for the fact that it's so terrible, I don't...