Static | Sequel to Fine Line Dan x Reader

Heyo.

Ik this is late but I forgot -_-

Enjoy~

(Y/n)'s POV

My feet shuffled up the carpeted stairs, holding a pizza box while Phil carried the rest, and my shoes were creating a different kind of static. Phil bent his arm in a strange way, balancing the pizzas in his arm which most likely wasn't wise, but he got the door open for us. I walked in with him and I could hear Dan shuffling into the room for his coffee which Phil had balanced on top of a box. I had advised against it, but he had only shushed me and gotten out of the car.

"Phil? I said coffee not domi--" he paused as he caught a small glimpse of me practically hiding behind Phil and he smiled.

"Well hello," he said, and I smiled awkwardly. He took the coffee off of Phil's tower. "What have you been up to? We haven't heard from you in a while." I paused.

"Uh, well. I was working on the movie a lot. Uhm. BTS I guess, but I blame that on Meg," I said. "Just kind of regressing into a state of nothingness for the past 2 weeks. All by myself."

"Has Adam been gone?" He asked.

Fuck.

I hadn't told them.

I knew I was forgetting something, but then again it's been hard to remember anything.

"Uhm, you could say that." They both gave me a questioning look. "I broke up with him 2 weeks ago." Dan and Phil exchanged glances and I pressed my lips together awkwardly.

"Is that why you haven't talked to us for the past 2 weeks?" Phil asked and I shrugged.

"I suppose? I'm not really sure it's him," I replied and sat down.

"What happened?" Dan asked.

"I don't know, just all of a sudden, I was at lunch with him and I just--hated it. I've never wanted to leave somewhere more than there in that moment and I just couldn't do it anymore. So I just broke up with him later than evening after work and he started to make claims that there was some other guy, or that I was jealous of some woman at his office instead of actually recognizing we were bad together."

"Wow."

"I mean, he even started to claim that I was leaving him for Dan, like really?! The 2 times you guys met and he accuses me of that instead of growing a fucking pair and owning that both of us are the most incompatible fucking people, I mean really," I complained, roughly opening a box and tearing off the top, because I know that's how Dan likes it, and eating a potato wedge.

"It seems like he upset you more than you let on," Dan said.

"No, he's just a fucking dickhead," I muttered, shoveling another potato wedge in my mouth. I must seem like a crazy person, but then again, they were the ones that made the mistake of hanging out with me in high school in the first place. I mean they had the chance to ditch me.

"(Y/n)?"

"What?!" I glanced up at Dan and his soft gaze instantly calmed me down.

"Do you want a drink?"

"Yes please."

"Apple juice?"

"You know me so well, I love you," I said, eating another wedge. Maybe Adam fucked me up more than I thought. Dan stood up to get me juice, like I was a child, but I didn't really care.

"How long had you been dating Adam?" Phil asked. I paused to think.

"Uhm...not that long? Maybe 4 or 5 months," I said, as Dan came back with my juice. He handed me the glass and sat down next to me. "God he's probably prancing around with his scientist girlfriend right now, studying atoms and shit."

My eyes started to water, the emotional stress of the past 2 weeks beginning to surface. Dan handed me a piece of pizza and I nodded a sniffly thanks to him. I took a miserable bite.

"I'm not even frickin crying over him, I don't even care, I'm just so pissed and stressed and the movie is really shitty and AJ is pissed at me for being a mannequin not a friend and I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO." My voice had raised towards the end and I just let out a loud breath of relief and my shoulders sank.

"Well, we're always here, you don't need to disappear for 2 weeks. That way you can scream all you want. And as of the movie, being creative is hard, but you'll figure it out. I know you," Dan said. I stared at him with watery eyes and put my piece of pizza down. I felt my lip quiver and his eyes shot down to my jaw. "Oh god please don't cry, what did I say?"

"Why are you so nice? Both of you are so nice to me and I'm just a mess. A pile of garbage. I don't do anything for you," I sighed and put my head in my hands.

"You do a lot for us," Phil said.

"Like what?"

"(Y/n), in the midst of your breakdown, you took the time to tear off the top of the cardboard box because I like it like that," Dan said. I paused and looked down at the cleanly ripped box.

"If that's not a giveaway, I don't know what is," Phil added and I smiled.

"Yeah I guess. Sorry for like, crashing your house," I said.

"You're welcome any time," Dan said. I smiled and we shared a look.

"Thanks."

~Calymari