Disclaimer: I don't own Dan or Phil. I also don't own any other YouTubers you may see in this story (such as KickThePj [PJ Liguori],crabstickz (Chris Kendall) sparkleofglitter [Louise Pentland], etc.), any real life references you may see, social media (Primarily YouTube, but also Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, etc.), music/song references, as well as artists/bands (such as Muse, MCR, etc.), and whatever you recognize. I am not creative enough to own that stuff :P I do own my OC, Abigail Elizabeth Woods, who I think is creative...?

*In this story, they leave for TATINOF a bit later. That's okay, right? It's called fiction, I'm sure :P But they'll leave before something special can happen, I promise ;)

Sorry not sorry this is so short :P

Chapter 14: I'll Always Wait For You

Silence fills the room after Dan says those five words. Abi's hand manages to drift to the charm lying on her chest, that is covered with faded bruises from where her dad tried to strangle her. She can't really talk - or, at least, that is the excuse she tries to tell herself - but maybe that's because she is speechless.

"What?" Dan finally asks. "Just because I didn't almost die for it, you could at least say 'thank you'."

"You didn't have to do that." Abi smiles, despite of everything.

"Well I did," Dan says, quoting the words that both somehow remembered very clearly. "but whatever."

"I said you didn't have to do that," Abi recites, as if their whole meeting was a play, "but never said I didn't thank you for it."

Abi's crying now, and she doesn't know why anymore. She thinks that it may have something to do with how ridiculous this whole thing was, or maybe - just maybe - it was because she fucking loved Dan Howell so much that it hurts.

"Why are you crying?" Dan feels himself smirk. "You didn't see the inevitable end."

"You didn't either!"

"Stick to the script, Abigail."

"It's just nobody would do that for me." Abi says, tears welling up in her eyes; she doesn't know if they are happy tears from the memory, or painful tears from...the memory as well, now that she thought about it. "Nobody would save a girl's necklace from train tracks, or memorize the very first words we ever exchanged to each other."

"Maybe it's because your accent is annoying as fuck."

And Abi laughs; something she or Dan never heard in a while. Dan smiles, which is also something Abi hasn't seen in forever, and she loves it; she fell in love with those dimples and that pearly smile, but, somehow, it never really occurred to her that it could be all hers if she just did something to get it.

"I can't believe you remembered. I never knew." Abi whispers, but Dan shakes his head.

"You knew I remembered it." Dan says confidently. "And, even if you didn't, I know you will always remember it."

Abi blushes. "You're right."

Silence again. Abi manages to tear her gaze from Dan's hypnotizing brown eyes.

"...you have an annoying accent as well."

Dan lightly punches her arm.

"I'll have you know that people love my accent!"

"Yeah, and ninety percent of them love it, while the other ten percent want to steal it and have Phil get it back by sucking face!"

"That doesn't make sense!"

"It makes for a great phanfiction though." Abi says, pretending to think. "Maybe I should make an account. I do always have the front row seats to all that phan action."

"Stop it!" Dan says, blushing, though he doesn't know why. He keeps thinking of what Phil said, and, even worse, what that stalker said.

"Are you okay?" Abi says, and Dan realizes that he had zoned out for a solid three minutes. "Was it something I said?"

"No, no." Dan said at last. "That was all me. You know me and my deep thinking."

"I-I see." Abi says, her accent squeaking at the stutter.

More silence. Too much silence, in Abi's opinion.

"Were you ever going to tell me?" Dan whispers quietly, and that's when Abi knew that their conversation wasn't going to be light and fluffy anymore.

"Can I be honest?" Abi asks, and Dan nods. "I hoped that I could avoid it. Kind of like your scar."

"Were you really abused?" Dan jumps to the next question. He could see the change of expression in Abi's face, and he meekly adds, "If you don't mind me asking. I am quite the curious soul, if you know what I mean. Sorry."

"No, it's alright." Abi says quietly.

And then, after yet another moment of silence, Abi speaks up again.

"I was abused." Abi admits. "After my mom died, my dad became a few things; an alcoholic, an abusive father, a maniac, a criminal, a psychopath, a murderer."

Abi couldn't say the last words without gagging.

"I want to throw up, every time I think of the fact that my dad murdered someone with his own hands, even if my mom's blood was on him already. It's like he was using my mom to murder someone, if it makes sense. The thought makes me absolutely sick, and, sometimes, it makes me want to go insane."

"I-I'm so sorry, Abi." Dan says. "I should've...it's my fault he even came back. It's my fault you're even here."

"It's not your fault, Dan." Abi reassures. "I am kind of glad we saw each other again. As you probably heard, I denied the privilege of seeing my dad, and I guess i can say that it was a good decision that I should definitely not regret."

"I'm sorry." he repeats, despite everything Abi said. "Nobody should ever have to go through that."

"Now that I think of it, I think it was the direction he was going to from the very beginning." Abi says, fiddling her thumbs as she adjusted herself on the hospital bed.

"Really?"

"Yeah." Abi says with a small smile. "It feels good to say it aloud. I think he was always a little crazy, and always a little abusive. I think it's something that he always had. My mom and I didn't have the chance to see that before it was too late."

Dan frowns, but tries not to break down in tears.

"I hate that you ever had to go through that." he decides to say.

"Me too." Abi says quietly, fiddling her thumbs. "And the worse thing is that I don't even feel bad. I always think that 'it could've been so much worse', or that some people have it harder than I do. I can never feel that bad for what's happened to me. Maybe that's why I didn't tell anyone; I thought I was being selfish or something. Plus, this was on me as much as it was his fault -"

"Abi, what happened to you was not your fault." Dan cuts through. "I know it's cliched to say, but it is never your fault for being hurt by someone else."

"You're right." Abi admits. "Everyone who ever said that to me is always right."

Dan plays with the strings of his hoodie, and Abi stares at the ceiling.

"Am I forgiven?"

"You always are, Dan. Always."

"Good," Dan grabs her hands and squeezes them. "because I love you."

Abi blushes, but her mind is turning to puddles. Dan Howell - danisnotonfire; internet personality - loves her.

"Dan, I love you too." Abi whispers. "But I'm not really ready for a committed relationship. I know you'd probably hate me, but I...I want to wait it out. I want to start over again, and I want to start over with you guys."

She stretches out the last three words, hoping Dan would get it. Unfortunately, Dan is a bit confused.

"Abigail Woods, I'll always wait for you; even if distance do us apart."

"Ew, English nerd. That sounds so old." Abi crinkles her nose, and Dan rolls his eyes.

"I am sad to see you go." Dan says with a sigh. "I mean, I would love to be your friend, but it's going to be hard to love you from miles away..."

"Dan, I said I wanted to start over with you guys."

"Yeah, so?"

Abi chuckles. "You really don't hear it, do you?"

Dan shakes his head, clearly confused. It's weird for Dan to be this way, but Abi understood completely.

"I want to start over with you guys."

"Why do you keep repeating that -" Dan starts, before Abi raises an eyebrow, and it clicks.

"Y-You're..." Dan stammers, but Abi just smiles.

"Remember when I was talking with my landlord at the Starbucks?" Dan nods. Abi smiles.

"I was telling him that I wasn't taking the apartment."

The words absorb into Dan. He feels the air being knocked out of him.

"Y-You're...y-you're s-staying?" Dan manages to stutter out.

"Yup." Abi says with a grin. "As soon as I get out of here, then it's to the new house, with three bathrooms for each of us, and a whole extra guest bedroom for Striker."

Dan wants to hug her, but can't, since the hospital bed was there. Instead, he squeezes her hand tightly.

"You won't regret this, Abi, I promise -"

"YOU'RE STAYING?!"

Dan and Abi turn around to see Phil, holding a tray of two caramel frappes, and a vanilla one for him. Abi grins widely as Dan runs up to bear hug Phil, almost knocking him over and spilling all the drinks. Luckily, Phil managed to get them both on a table before they could spill, but the force was big enough to knock him off his feet.

"You really took my advice, huh?" Phil says, hugging Dan as well.

"That hug's from me as well, Phil!" Abi says, and Phil nods.

"Man, I wish I can tweet this." Dan says after their celebration was over, sipping his caramel frappe.

"Wow, Dan, real sentimental, huh?" Abi smirks.

"Sorry for being on top of today's society, Abi." Dan retorts, sticking his tongue out. "Today, celebrations are happening on Twitter, not real life."

She knows he's joking, but she's ready to pull the final surprise on the two British boys.

"Then tweet it."

Phil nearly chokes on his frappe. Dan actually spits his on the floor by accident. Abi laughs a little at their reactions, though the serious atmosphere was in the air.

"Y-You...that'll involve you being on our twitter page." Phil manages to say.

"That won't matter." Abi says with a smile. "I mean, it's good to know your roommate is still alive before filming a roommate tag video with them, huh?"

She sits in her room, her electronics the only thing illuminating their screen. She's giggling under the covers, scrolling on Tumblr on one computer. The other laptop had tabs open to each and every social media account - including their YouTube channels - that Dan and Phil have. Every 5.5 seconds, she'd refresh every single one.

Beside the laptop was her phone. It was on a Google Maps. She had three phones - one for following Dan, one for following Phil, and one for her fan account - and every phone was on Google Maps, showing three different locations; an apartment building, a house, and a hospital.

As she scrolls through Tumblr, while simultaneously refreshing the social media accounts, she sees that Dan just tweeted something. Before she can like it, she reads to tweet.

Dan Howell danisnotonfire
April 28th; 10:07pm

Excited for a new video with a special someone. Get ready, Danosaurs, 'cuz she's coming *sparkle emoji*

The girl growls and doesn't like the tweet; she knows who she is. 'She' is the person she's be dreading.

'I'll find you,' she thinks, 'and I'll destroy you'

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