So I guess you don't always get the happy ending you hope for. No matter how hard you try.
So that day, August 17th, 2017, I, Y/f/n, died of a heart attack. Two short months after, Phil Lester jumped off a bridge, on October 17th, 2017. F/n moved in with her (parents or sibling of choice), and Dan decided youtube needed him more than ever. He decided to raise money for charities, speak out against social issues, started a program to help people struggling with depression, gave money to research to help figure out what had happened to people like me, to make sure this wouldn't happen to anyone else.
I'm so proud of him.
Phil and I have stuck together. We're waiting for them. Watching over them. Keeping each other company. The days flip by like pages in a book, but drag on like a pen on paper simultaneously. We'd met lots of people in the afterlife. It was almost like a party, but for dead people.
I think somewhere, deep within myself I know he's going to move on. And that's okay. I want him to have a happy life. I wish it were with me, but that's a little difficult now.
But I know in my malfunctional heart that there's a hole that only he can fill. I know that until he gets here, I'll be watching, protecting, and searching for him.

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