Unexpected - A Dan Howell series

Unexpected - Part 21

Dan and I have been living together for almost 3 weeks now. The baby was due with the next week or two. But the doctor said it was natural for it to be a little bit early, which I didn't really have a problem with. I just wondered what was going to happen with Dan when I had the baby, Would he want to say and be around the baby, would he just visit every so often. I had no idea. I just didn't know what he wanted. But he has been so great these last 3 weeks. We've managed to keep me calm and collected, but I was starting to go stir crazy just living in this bed all the time, and Dan was starting to pick up on it.

I spent all night tossing and turning. I just couldn't get comfortable. I sighed and laid onto my back and turned my head to look over at the clock. it was only 1:45 am. This was ridiculous. The baby was kicking and moving around which wasn't helping at all, and I was having one of those nights where one second I was having the chills and then the next felt like I was living in the Sahara desert during its prime heat of the day. I looked over at Dan who had been sleeping next to me and he was peacefully asleep. His hair was tousled and curled, he didn't like it but I always thought it was adorable. I carefully brought my hand over to his face and stroked his cheek. God it was difficult to be this close to him and not be able to do the things I want. I haven't kissed him since that night, but I remember it as something truly special. I just wish I could have that again.

another 15 minutes went by and all was silent until the front door started to make a sound, like the lock was jiggling. My breath hitched and I rolled over to try and wake up Dan in a hushed voice.

"Dan. Dan. Wake up. Dan!"

"Mhmm, what is it?"

"I think someone's trying to break in"

He sat up almost immediately. I was starting to feel panicky. I was trying hard to keep my breathing under control, and Dan knew what was going on. Dan climbed out of bed, walked around and whispered for me just to work on my breathing. He picked up the baseball bat that he kept by the door, because he wanted protection in case anything like this happened, and quietly opened the door. Dan tip toed down the hall and then I couldn't see him anymore. That was until I heard yelling.

"Hey! what are you doing in here, Does this look like your apartment, get the fuck out."

Nope. I couldn't help my breathing, My heart rate was speeding up by the second, my anxiety beginning to raise. My home was being broken into! I heard arguing going on out there, but I was too scared to go and check. There was crashing and breaking of items, and Dan yelling out as if he were in pain, but then the guy breaking in shouted that this wasn't even worth it. because then I heard the front door slam shut.

I could feel my head pounding, and the room started to spin, My heart rte was too high, and I knew it. But i just I couldn't do anything. I called out to Dan, but it took him a little while to get to me. When he finally reached the room he saw my state and ran over to me.

"hey, hey (Y/n) Are you okay?!"

"I, I don't know, just, can't breathe. so hot."

I pulled off the blankets that were covering my legs in one swift pull but what I as really freaked out by was what came after that. Blood. It was coming from in between my legs. Oh god what was happening. everything's happening too fast. I looked up at Dan and he looked just as concerned as I was.

"Oh my god. We have to get you to the hospital now."