Never Let Go - Danisnotonfire x Reader

The Worst Party Ever?!

Back to youuu!

Phil is talking to you, but you can't pay attention to him. Your mind is crammed full of other things.

You try not to think too much about it... Eventually, you fall asleep.

*le time skip*

"Y/n! Y/n, wake up!" a voice says somewhat anxiously. Your shoulder is being shaken.

"Hm?" you reply sleepily.

"Don't leave me here with my thoughts, please. I can't sleep," Phil says, chewing his lip nervously.

"Okay, talk to me then. What happened?" you ask, sitting up.

"You didn't see?" he returns, looking at you with disbelief in his eyes.

You search your mind. "Zoe kissed you..."

He nods slowly. "Zoe kissed me, and then Alfie nearly punched me."

Your eyes widen. "Oh..."

"Yeah..." He pauses, thinking of what to say. "What happened with Dan?"

Phil's POV:

"What happened with Dan?" I ask her.

Her expression crumbles and she lets out a sob. I feel terrible.

"Sshhh... just tell me..." I whisper comfortingly.

"H-he... t-t-told me he hated me..."

I feel a surge of confusion. Why would he do that? He loved Y/n - and I know that she loved him back. I feel bad for wanting to know more, but I'm too curious.

"Why...?" I ask her softly.

"I don't know..." She takes a shaky breath. "He asked why I was even his girlfriend... he was drunk."

"Oh." I pause. "Well, I'm sure he didn't mean it. He says bad things when he's drunk."

I put my hand on her shoulder. She's still crying, her face in her hands.

Dan's POV:

A/N: This is the next day, btw ^o^

Sunlight sears my eyelids, and I slap my hand over my eyes. Every muscle in my body is aching.

I sit up, getting a painful headrush. Where am I? I sit still for a moment, racking my brain. Then it all comes flooding back.

The tears. The alcohol. The anger.
I get a sudden flashback of Y/n crying and shouting at me, her makeup ruined. Oh no.

What have I done?

I stand up shakily, nearly falling over onto the hard tarmac. I look around, seeing rows of well kept houses. They look familiar...

Zoe and Alfie live here. That's it.

I look at the house number nearest to me. 136. Zoe and Alfie live at number 24. I have a long way to walk.

Zoe's POV:

I lie on the comfy sofa as I scroll through Twitter, stroking Nala's silky black fur.

"Love you, Nala!" I say in a high pitched voice, caressing her soft ears.

I look up as Alfie walks into the room. He looks stressed.

"What are we going to do about Dan?" he asks me, running a hand through his brown hair.

"What?" I return, confused.

"Did I not tell you?"

I shake my head, furrowing my brow.

"Oh... sorry. Dan's gone missing. Louise asked us to look for him."

"Just us?"

"He walked down our street last night. He's closer to us."

I mouth an 'oh'.

"I'm going to look for him," Alfie says after what seems like ages. "You coming?"

"Yeah, hold on," I say, grabbing my shoes and putting them on.

*le time skip*

I scan the street, looking out for Dan. He's nowhere to be seen. I listen to the rhythmic stepping of my feet and lose myself in my thoughts.

"Zoe!" Alfie says frustratedly, clicking his fingers in front of my face.

"Huh, what?" I reply, dazed.

"Look."

I follow his finger, seeing a figure in the distance.

"Dan?" I ask Alfie.

"I hope so," he replies, picking up his pace and going towards the person.

I follow after him, having to run to match his long strides. The person comes into clearer view.

"Zoe? Alfie?" he says, shielding his eyes from the bright morning sun.

That's definitely Dan, although he looks completely different now - he has dark bags under his eyes, his messy hair is curling at the ends, and he's limping. He looks awful, to put it lightly.

"Yeah, it's us. Are you alright?" I ask him.

"Not really... can I come back to yours?"

"Sure, that's what we're here for!" I say, beaming at him.

He gives me an awkward smile and starts to walk.

Suddenly, he stops, clutching his forehead and scrunching up his eyes in pain.

"Hangover?" Alfie asks him.

"Yeah, it's pretty bad too..." Dan replies, opening his eyes a bit.

"Are you alright to walk? I can bring my car down if you want...?" I suggest.

"That would be great, thanks, Zoe."

"Any time!" I say, walking back up the pavement towards our house.