BEFORE READING:

1: The dream might be a trigger and 2: JESUS CHRIST I AM SO PROUD OF THIS CHAPTER...YOU BETTA APPRECIATE THE DREAM SEQUENCE.

Dan's POV

I lie down on the bed, legs and arms splayed out like a starfish. I get pegged in the face by a pillow coming from a certain tall black-haired person I live with. I let out a muffled "Ouch"

"Dan, get up. I can't put the duvet on if you're lying there." I groan in response. Everything turns to darkness as he throws the sheets over me. "Dan, come on." He chuckles.

"Ugh, fine." I roll out under the covers and land face down on the gaming room floor.

"You gonna help?" Silence..." I'm sure (Y/N), would appreciate it." My cheeks heat up. Okay, so maybe I like her a little, only because I'm a fan...nothing else...

"Fine." I mutter.

"Aweh Danny, have I found your weak spot." I stand up to face Phil who is sitting on the bed. I grab the pillow and throw it at him.

"Shut up." He just laughs.

Your POV

You yawn and stretch your arms. Just at that moment Dan pokes his head into the lounge room. "Hey (Y/N). Bed's ready. You should probably get some sleep since it's..." He looks at his phone. "only One fifty six am." He says over exaggerating.

"Yeah, good point." You chuckle. You close your laptop which you were secretly watching Dan and Phil videos on and walk up to Dan. You follow him up the stairs and into the gaming room. You sit down on the edge of the bed while Dan leans against the doorway.

"Umm...(Y/N), I...uhh..." He visibly gulps, your heart races at the silence. "Goodnight...stalker." He smiles his dimple filled smile and closes the door behind him, leaving you in silence. You groan and lay down on the bed. How the hell did I go from normal family, to being disowned, to staying at Dan and Phil's. What the hell is happening, what is going on...but I kind of don't mind.... Not now anyway. Ughhhhh, what am I going to do about Alroy-no. Just...think about it another day... tomorrow. You sigh and get changed into the pyjamas Phil kindly left on your pillow. Way too big...but they smell so nice. Just like Dan...Dan, he's so nice-both of them are. Okay so MAYBE I've read x reader fanfiction about Dan...maybe a lot...oh who am I kidding, am I crazy. That's never gonna happen...Ever! You get up and turn the light out hoping that it would help you sleep. You slip under the warm fresh covers and close your eyes. I wonder what he was going to say before, maybe he...no. You shake the thought. And what am I thinking I've only known him for about two days, but it feels like so much longer...so much longer...years...Dan... You drift off into a deep needed slumber.

~Dream~

You are slammed down to the ground, pain filling your senses. You scream out for help but you are silenced by a hand covering your mouth. "Scream and I kill you." Says the demonic mysterious figure pinning you down to the hard-cold ground. Tears escape your eyes and trickle their way down their cheeks. You try to struggle but can't. It lowers itself closer to you, it's hot sticky breath exhaling against your neck making the hairs on your arms stand on end. You struggle once more and manage to free your arms. You bite down hard on his hand covering your mouth. The figure screeches an ungodly scream before turning into a plume of black smoke. You push yourself up, regaining your balance you look around you. Nothing...just a field of white...pure blinding white. Boom...boom...boom...BOOM! You turn to see darkness coming towards you, it's black smoke intertwining with itself...it comes closer...and closer...CLOSER. You turn back, the non-existent breath whipping out of your mouth. You start to sprint, faster and faster. Your legs feel weak and you start to wobble. You can't stop...not now...not ever. You can feel the smog's icy blackness clip at your heels. Your legs go numb and soon your whole body. You freeze in place as it wraps itself around you, you can't breathe, can't move. Your mouth opens in a frozen eternal scream. You feel yourself become light headed and everything becomes a darker shade of black. Just as you finally begin to fade away from existence it lets you go and you fall to your knees.

You look around gasping for air. Familiar...familiar. You stand up steadying yourself against the off-white wall. Dan and Phil's apartment...safety. All is quiet...all is well...peace.

Or so you thought.

SCREEEEEEEEECH. You grip at your ears screaming out in pain. You look back to see the figure digging its unearthly claws into the wall. It lunges for you...you dodge. It lunges again...you run. It chases you...everything behind it disappearing to dark smoke. You slam the door open to Dan's room... there's nowhere to go. You turn and look at it...this...creature and look back to the wall ~ It's gone. Replaced by an obis of London...and a very long way down. You shake, fear finding its way into every nook and cranny. You feel the ice cold again then a massive THWAMP! The air is forced out of your chest as it pushes you flying backwards off the edge of the building. You fall...and fall...silent screams...wind...pavement...closer...and closer...until finally...

End dream sequence!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"

"(Y/N)...(Y/N)!...(Y/N)! Wake up!" Your eyes open to see Dan looking down at you, his arms tightly wrapped around you.

"It-it was..." You begin to cry.

"Shh...it's okay, just a bad dream...I'm here now, I'm here...you're okay." He holds you tighter to him rocking you slightly. You sob into his shirtless chest. He kisses the top of your head and nuzzles his nose into your hair...he really does care about you...more than anyone has ever cared about you.