Anon: hey i love your blog ! 24, 36 and 37 with isaac (prompt)
You felt horrible. Your boyfriend had just broke up with you, it was something that caught you off guard. He just walked up to you and said “I can’t do this anymore, sorry” and that was it. Two years of relationship were thrown to the trash just like that.
You didn’t want to worry the pack, so you tried your best to conceal it, but since your ex broke up with you your routine consisted in going to school, then to pack meetings and cry your eyes out for the rest of the day.
As you were crying alone in your bedroom you heard your window being opened “Hey Y/N” Isaac said entering your room, when he finally looked at your puffy red eyes he couldn’t help but frown “Bad timing?” He asked sitting right next to you on the bed as you nodded
“Jason broke up with me” you mumbled in a croaky voice, Isaac pulling you into a bear hug
“I can kill him if you want” Isaac joked and you giggled
“No” you said and he smiled “And by the way, you should familiarize with the word privacy” you joked after some time, Isaac rolled his eyes.
“C'mon I’ve known since we were in diapers. Privacy doesn’t apply to me” he scoffed “Besides, I brought you something” he said showing you a jersey that said “Lahey 14” on the back “What are you waiting for put it on!” He said eagerly and you giggled
“Alright but turn around!” You giggled
“What? No!” He said and you rolled your eyes
“Well at least close your eyes!” You pleaded and he groaned
“Okay, fine” he said as he did so. You took of your shirt and when you looked from the corner of your eye Isaac was peeking in the space between his fingers, so you playful punched his chest
“Perv” you giggled as you finally put the jersey on, he laughed as he took his hand off his eyes
“It’s perfect” he said smiling widely “Would you wear it for the game tonight?” He pleaded putting his hands together and giving you the puppy eyes you loved. When you slightly bit your lip resisting to his eyes but when he did a little pout you gave up
“Alright I’ll wear it” you said and he pecked your cheek before going to the window again
“See you tonight” he winked at you before jumping out of the window
A/N : Look who is uploading on a
Thursday. It’s me ! You have noticed the ‘first part’ in the title.
It’s because I will upload another chapter tomorrow (8pm GMT)
!! previous parts
Life is funny. One day you are living
your dream life as happy as ever and the next day you can’t go a
minute without crying your eyes out.
It’s been 3 weeks since my fight with
Dan. I’m currently starting month 8 of my pregnancy. When I think
about going into labour soon, I get excited but also really scared.
In about 2 months I’m going to be a mum. I was still staying with
Phil. Although I had planned to move back to my parents, I still
didn’t have enough strength to actually do it. I let something about
a fight slip through to my mother but didn’t mention that it was
actually this bad.
I guess I didn’t want to face reality,
leave London and Dan behind. I was still stuck to my old life.
Whenever I’m wide awake during the
night I convince myself that it’s actually because travelling up to
the North to my home town was to exhausting for somebody who is
heavily pregnant. Dan still hadn’t stopped to call and text me 24/7.
It’s pretty much all he does now. There were no new Youtube videos,
he stopped tweeting and Phil had to do the radio show on his own. It
was like danisnotonfire was gone. Completely vanished from the public
life. Phil told concerned Fans that he was alright and just taking a
break or something. But after all this time I wasn’t sure if he was
alright at all. I, for my part, wasn’t. Although I haven’t talked to
him since our last confrontation the day after the fight, I still see
him everyday. He literally camps outside of Phil’s flat. He just sits
on the stairs in front of the entrance and waits for me or Phil to come out. I only exit the
flat when I can be sure that he has gone home. But Phil had some
meetings to go to so he 'bumped’ into him quite often. I knew because
I watched him from the big window in the lounge. He looked horrible.
His lips always form the sentence 'How
is Y/N doing ?’
Phil always has three answers to choose
from a) She is fine. b) Horrible, what did you expect ? or c) Just go home, Dan !
Sometimes I feel like he knows that I’m
watching him because his eyes glimpsed at my window ever so often.
Whenever I felt his eyes dart up I hide behind the curtains with a
Although spring had arrived it was
still pretty cold outside, especially during the nights.
“He is still out there.” I said my
voice drenched with concern.
Phil’s eyes narrowed. It was around 12
pm right now and Dan was still sitting on the stairs, not moving.
“Don’t worry Y/N, he will leave
He didn’t. At 1am it started raining
heavily, there was a huge storm waging outside. Thunder was crackling
and litres of rainwater ran down the windows and roof. He stayed.
After only a few minutes he was completely soaked. I couldn’t help
but stare out of the window, while nervously chewing my fingernails.
His dark hair was stuck to his forehead, water dripped down his nose.
I could only tell that he was crying because his shoulders shook and
his eyes became red, that’s how heavy the rain has gotten. I couldn’t
pull my eyes away from the sad scenery in front of me. My heart sunk
and there were lightnings shooting across the sky.
“Phil, please make him go away.” I
cried desperately, close to tears once again. He gave me a warm bear
hug before he stumbled down the stairs towards the front door.
“Dan, leave !” I heard him shout
through the rain.
“I can’t !” my ex boyfriend
answered between sobs.
“I just can’t go back to an empty
house. An empty house where everything reminds me of the beautiful
girl, the beautiful family I’ve lost. I’d rather just stay here,
knowing she is in there.” he explained to his best friend, his
voice hoarse and shaking.
I took a deep breath. It was now Phil’s
turn to speak again.
“I’m sorry, I really am, but it’s
better for you to go home now.”
“Don’t you understand. She is home to
me. There is no such thing as home without her”
“I do understand but you just can’t
stay here, Da-” Phil once again tried to talk sense into his
friend, who was already protesting. But I interrupted both of them as
I carefully waddled down the stairs, towards the opened front door.
Dan’s tired eyes grew wide as he saw me. I put my arm around Phil’s
shoulder for support since my balance was the worst with a belly this
“I wouldn’t mind him staying for the
night, Phil.” I spoke.
My friend next to me wrapped his arm
around my waist and nodded, but his eyes were filled with concern. I
just couldn’t watch Dan stay there for the whole night. As he stepped I
saw his face close up. His eyes were red and bloodshot and his soft
skin had an unhealthy looking teint. He looked like 3 weeks ago, but
worse. There was only one little detail that was different. For the
first time in 3 weeks the corners of Dan’s mouth pointed skywards
okay but Torin comforting Kai headcanons are always the best like Kai crying his eyes out and Torin just going “I understand your pain you see I also have a love life” and Kai being so stunned by that he stops crying
A piece of advice I’d like to share with anyone going through grief is don’t consider crying a weakness. Cry. Cry your eyes out. Get angry with the world. It’s not fair, bad things happen to good people, people who deserve the best. Get it out now so you don’t bottle it up and break down later. But do remember it’s these moments and these experiences we go through that shape us as people. I can guarantee the greatest people you know have been through terrible things. We can let these terrible things push us over the edge or we can let them build us, help us grow. These moments teach us strength, teach us empathy and teach us love.