Dan sighed, looking at his wrist impatiently.
9 years 3 months 12 days 9 hours 4 minutes 3 seconds.
He sighed again, why did it have to be so long away? Why didn't he get a say in any of this? And what does this all mean anyway? He couldn't help but glance back down at the numbers.
9 years 3 months 12 days 9 hours 3 minutes 39 seconds.
Why does time have to go so slowly? Why couldn't he speed it up, stopping and starting at random points in his life that he enjoyed or is yet to enjoy? Why does it have to be a set record? Never changing, always the same. Always the same distance apart, always constant, never changing.
Clearly Dan over thought things.
9 years 3 months 12 days 9 hours 1 minute 17 seconds.
He walked into the kitchen where his mum was making cookies for his little brother's birthday. He tried to take a swipe at the melted chocolate in a bowl but his mum turned around quickly and slapped his hand away smiling at him fondly.
"Honestly Daniel, you should have learnt by now that I have eyes in the back of my head!" It took him a moment to realise she was joking. He smiled faintly before asking the question he had been asking since he could talk.
"Mum, what do the numbers on my wrist mean?" She smiled again, she knew this question well for Dan had asked her about the numbers many times before. Each time trying a new tactic to get her son to understand. She bent down and sat him on her knee while quickly thinking of a summary in her head.
"The numbers are special. They count down to the day that you meet the most important person of your life, often called a soul mate. They don't necessarily have to become your wife or husband, but that is generally the way they turn out." She said to the young boy in her arms. He glanced at her wrist.
0 years 0 months 0 days 0 hours 0 minutes 0 seconds.
"Why do all your numbers say zero?" He asked, evidentially confused.
"Because I already met my person, your father." She sighed happily at the thought.
"But why don't I get to choose when I meet them? Why do I have to wait for ages?" This clearly stumped Dan's mum.
"No one knows." She replied simply before putting Dan back down and carrying on with her cookies.
Dan glanced at his wrist again.
9 years 3 months 12 days 8 hours 47 minutes 51 seconds.
That's right… I'M BACK! MUHAHAHAHA! I know it's a short chapter, I liked ending it like this though I think you can all tell where this story is going but shuuush! I'm trying my best!:D Next chapter will be up soon.
Just realised I've uploaded 3 new fanfics in one night…
And I had parent's evening earlier so I missed out on half the night…
I really need to get a life…
Again, inspired by Tumblr! It was originally a Sherlock post but I took inspiration from that to write my own story:)
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