Unbroken || Dan Howell x reader

Chapter 13

"I must've laid down and just fallen asleep." She kept apologizing.

Phil laughed. "Don't appologize (y/n). You didn't have to get up early, we would've waited for you to get ready."

"I didn't want you guys to have to wait for me!" She smiled at us.
"Shall we go home then?" I asked her.
"Yes!!" She squealed excitedly.

We chose to take a taxi instead of the train, all the crowds and people would have just shaken her up. The three of us squished in the back of the small taxi, and I told the driver our address. We started to drive away from the hospital, and we didn't look back.

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15 minutes later, we finally arrived home. Phil and I split the fair, and we hopped out of the taxi. (Y/n) stood staring at the front of the building.

"So this is where I live, huh?" She looked up and down at the apartments.
"Yep, this is where you live. Don't worry, it looks a lot better on the inside." I said to her, and we entered the building.

"Oh, and I should mention, there's no elevator." I leaned back and said to (y/n). I heard her sigh.

'Just as lazy as always.'

We got up to our floor, and I unlocked (y/n)'s front door.
"And this is your apartment."

We walked in, and (y/n) looked around. She had tons of merch from anything from bands to anime to television shows scattered around the place. She went to go look in the other rooms, and I followed her.

She walked into her bedroom. I looked around, then I noticed her dress from that night was still on the floor in the same spot I had taken it off of her. I started to blush.
'This girl has no idea I've seen her naked.'

I couldn't look her straight in the eyes without blushing like crazy, so I pretended to look at something on the wall.

"So, uh, do you want to head over to my place?" I nervously scratched my head.
"Sure!" She said cheerfully, walking out of the room.

Phil and I showed her around our apartment. We were sat in the lounge and (y/n) was looking around.

"Your place is amazing." She stated. "I can't believe I'm finally out of the hospital."

"How about a celebratory round of Mario kart?" Phil suggested, holding up a wii remote.

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It was more than just one round. We ended up playing like nine tournaments, and then another fourteen races on top of that.
Of course, Phil got first. (Y/n) placed second, and I got forth.

"Dan, Mario kart is not your game man." Phil made fun of me.
"Haha, yeah Dan, didn't I beat you last time too?" (Y/n) laughed.
"Wait, you remember that?" I asked her, surprised.

"I guess I do! But... it's not really that inportant. Why did I remember that over anything else?" She sighed and looked down.
"It's a start." I placed my hand on her shoulder. (Y/n) looked up at me and smiled.

After my failed attempts at mario kart, we chose to relax a bit and watch some tv. We were halfway through the incredibles when (y/n) got up to pee.

"I'm going to go start some dinner, is there anything you guys would like?" Phil asked me and (y/n) before she left.
"How about some steamed lobster topped with butter, roasted duck with raspberry glaze and a cheese soufflé?" I asked.
"Pizza it is then." Phil turned to walk into the kitchen. (Y/n) and I laughed, then she left for the bathroom.

~~your POV~~ *finally!*

After hearing Dans long list of demands for dinner, I walked upstairs to the bathroom. Finishing washing my hands, I leaned against the counter, looking straight at myself in the mirror.

'Cmon. Just remember something. Anything.'

Just as I was about to give up and join the boys again, I noticed some faint scars on my wrist. I traced over them with my finger.

Then it all came back.

It hit me like a ton of bricks. Everything. I remembered everything. My past, my family, my friends, Phil, Dan. Dan.

I remembered it all so quickly, I got dizzy. I placed my hand on the wall to keep myself from falling over, and held my head with the other.

I came back into the lounge, still holding my head.

"(Y/n)? What's wrong?" Dan asked me from the couch.

"I remember...." I whispered.
"What (y/n)? I can't hear you."

"I.... I remember...." I said a little louder. Dan looked at me, shocked.
"I remember, everything. My family, my friends." Dan started to stand up and walk over to me.
"(Y/n)!! That's amazing!!"

"I remember the party... the car.... the headlights...." I said, still holding my head. Dans smile slowly faded.

"You." I looked up at him.

"You... you were kissing... that girl...." I clenched my fists, still looking at Dan. He didn't know what to say.
"You said you hated me.... then I ran out... and that's when I got hit..." Tears started to slowly come from my eyes.

"(Y-y/n)..." Dan started to say.

"W-what did I do? What.... what made you kiss her? Did you get tired of me? Am I not enough for you?" My voice got louder and louder. The tears wouldn't stop pouring from my eyes. Dan looked hurt, but he had hurt me more.

"(Y/n), it was nothing like that...." He trailed off.
"What was it then, Dan?" I stared right at him. He didn't say a word.

"Look, if this is the game you play, then I'm done. You didn't trust me, you didn't believe me when I told you I loved you, so you went to go have some teenaged romance with some slut you just met? Well, congratulations Dan, game over.

You won the game, but you lost me."

I wiped some tears away from my face, not that they would stop. I turned around to walk out, but Dan grabbed my wrist. I didn't even look at him.

"Don't. Fucking. Touch. Me."

My voice cracked a little when I said it, but he let go. I ran out the front door and slammed it shut behind me, and locked my apartment door after I went in.

I'm done.
Dan Howell had broken me.

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~I tried so hard to finish this chapter before midnight, but it didn't happen. I'm sorry for the feels attack there 😁

Thanks for reading, lovelies!

~breanna