I Chose You- A Danisnotonfire / Dan Howell FanFic

Chapter 31: Hangover.

Ugh, had the worst exam ever and I'm just realising right now that I probably failed my A levels because of that stupid Chemistry exam :s So I might have had a little bit of comfort eating and in the near future retail therapy, but I guess today was a one off.

I don't know whether I've told you before but I have REALLY weird dreams, ones that I can remember for ages even if I don't want to. Today I had a pretty nasty dream. Pretty vivid, too. I'm not going to say what it was because it'll freak you out but if any of you have seen Game Of Thrones, it's something similar to the second last episode of season 3 (trying not to give spoilers) if you know which episode I'm on about you'll know what I'm on about xD But yeah, that nightmare made me feel like Dan in his I Can't Sleep video where he doesn't know whether he's okay or not. I feel weeeirrdd. Which isn't a good feeling on top of the nerves of having two exams today xD (yes I'm trying to blame my nightmare on the reason why I flunked today xD )

Anyway, back to the fanfic! I hope you enjoyyyy :D

"Ugh." I groaned for the tenth time the next day when we were on our flight back to England. I was literally in pain. Every muscle ached, my head pounded and I felt sick to my stomach.

"Never again, guys." I groaned as we embarked on our many hours long journey back to England.

We rolled our suitcases into our apartment half an hour to midnight, and I didn't bother to shut my bedroom door before I collapsed on the bed to sleep. 

I drifted in and out of sleep through various dreams. I jumped up, gasping in the middle of the night, and grabbed my dream book, writing what was in my last dream.

Lia...swing...happy...games..gun..hospital. Love her. 

I flicked through the past few pages and it felt as if Lia's image was blurring in my mind...which scared me a lot. I got out my phone and searched her twitter, sighing with relief as her image popped up. But it wasn't the same. I needed to see her in the flesh. Only a few days to wait.

So for the next few days I tried to keep myself busy. Helping Phil out, making sure Jess was happy with the arrangements, and on the night before the wedding, I dropped her off at her house because she couldn't see Phil until the next day. She smiled at me and gave me a hug.

"Thanks, Dan. For everything. You're a great friend!"

"It's my pleasure. I'll make sure Phil gets there on time tomorrow."

"You bet. I don't want to get there so see him running off."

"He couldn't even if he wanted to." I chuckled. Jess smirked and I sighed.

"You miss her, don't you?"

"Was it that obvious?" I smiled at her, and she shrugged.

"Talk to her tomorrow. But be civil. If any of you ruin my wedding I shall never speak to either of you again." She giggled, too excited for tomorrow to be mad. I grinned at her, hoping that was possible.

The next day it was a mad rush. Phil came running to me jumping and yelling "I'm getting married today!!!"

It was 9am, and I was trying to be pissed off, but I couldn't. Not to Phil. 

It didn't take long to get ready, with straightening our hair and putting our suits on. Soon we were on our way to the church, and it was busy already. The close family of Jess's, which wasn't many, weren't here yet, but Phil's family were. They looked sun kissed from the Florida sun, complete opposite of Phil, who was looking as pale as Voldemort.

Then it was time. The music began to play, we got positioned ourselves at the end of the aisle, and then Jess arrived. She looked absolutely stunning, but I couldn't help but be distracted by the beauty that was the bride's sister. She looked absolutely stunning, and I felt my heart race and pound erratically and I felt myself sweating. She looked up and saw me and smiled a little, and I smiled back, before looking at the bride. She again looked absolutely incredible. Phil was a lucky man, and  he was beaming with happiness. One thing led to another, and they were saying their vows.