~Kyla's pov~
It's been a few years since Dan won the competition and his career took off from there. He has written lots of new songs and with my support he made his first album. It was more of a mixtape and we put it on the internet for free. Other people's heartache is what gained them a solid fanbase. Bastille was formed and they got signed to their first record label "young and lost club" (AN: I’m not really sure if that's really what it's called. Sorry!)
They played their first few gigs in London and me, being the proud girlfriend I am, went to every one of them. I helped them set everything up and watched them from the audience. Sometimes Dan would call me up the stage and we would sing one song together. We were so in love. Maybe too in love.
It feels like a whirlwind when I think of it. After a year, they were slowly becoming more popular and their songs were being played on the radio quite often. They decided to switch record label and got signed to "Virgin records". More and more gigs overseas came up and I couldn't follow them as much like I want to. My job would get in the way and there were periods of time where we didn't see each other for months. I own a cafe with live music now. Missing each other made our relationship become tense. We missed each other a lot and tried to call each other as much as we could. It just didn't work. A year ago, on my 25th birthday we broke up. It was better this way. Or that is what I tell myself. I must admit that I have cried myself to sleep several times and that I miss waking up next to him in the morning. I haven't spoken to him ever since. I still have his number though. I haven't found the heart to delete it yet.
-Time jump-
I wake up, hearing my phone ring. Today is Saturday and I was planning on sleeping in. Apparently someone thought otherwise. I grab my phone from the nightstand and answer. "you're speaking with Kyla Smith." Yes, I switched my surname a few years ago. I'm not married or anything... "Hello sweety, it's mom. I was wondering if you'd like to spend Christmas and new years with us this year? I hope you don't have to work." I am still close to Dan's parents and call them mom and dad now. "Of course! I would love to come over with Christmas. I am free of work, Kate offered to take my shift. But for now I would love to go back to sleep, can you text me the details? Bye-bye!" I end the call and go back to sleep.
I wake up at one pm. For a few seconds blissfully unaware of the situation I'd gotten myself into. I walk out of my bedroom and greet Kate in the kitchen. We are still friends and share a flat together. She and Ralph had more luck with their relationship. They're still together but live separately. Kate works at my cafe, I am her boss basically. "Hey Kate guess where I'm spending Christmas and newyears? Mr. And Mrs. Smith asked me to join them." I smiled but Kate’s frown confused me. She cleared her throat and explained herself "You do realise that Dan will be there too? Are you ready to see him, or even speak to him?" I facepalm myself. How could I not have thought of that. They're his parents. I am such a naive, stupid girl. "Aaargh how am I so stupid" I sigh and rest my head on top of the kitchen counter. I'll have to talk to him now. Kate smiled at me "You'll survive. You two are cute together anyway..." I look up fake-angry "excuse me?" Kate stuck out her tongue in reply, "I was just saying."
~Dan's pov~
I was hanging out in a pub with the guys, trying to have a good time. I really have tried to move on since Kyla but we were together for such a long time. We were each other’s firsts and I just don’t feel like I actually want to move on. A result of my constant sulking is that I am no fun to hang around anymore, if I ever really was... I am enjoying my beer when Kyle walks over to me and shoves my phone in my face. “your mom” the guys had confiscated my phone in the hopes that I would be more fun. I grab my phone and walk outside.
“hey mom how are you? Oh if I want to come over for Christmas and newyears? Of course, I missed you guys! I’ll see you in a week then! Bye” I put my phone away, walk back inside and take my spot in front of my glass of beer. Woody soon joins me and asks me why I went outside. “my mom invited me for Christmas next week. “ woody nodded but then realised something and facepalmed himself. “Dan you idiot! You do realise that a certain girl will be there too? Are you ready to be around her without acting stupid?” I sigh and let my head rest on the table, feeling the bass of the music vibrate through tabletop slightly.
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sanctuary (a bastille/dan smith fanfic)
ФанфикOne day a 17 year old Dan gets a phone call from his travelling parents, saying something terrible has happened. They'll be home soon, and there will be a guest with them. A story about: grief, love, dealing with problems and a little bit of humor. ...