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Here shines by day the searing sun
On glassy wastes beheld by none,
And here by night pale moonbeams flow
Into the deeps that yawn below.
In nightmares only is it told
What scenes beneath those beams unfold;
What scenes, too old for human sight,
Lie sunken there in endless night;
For in those depths there only pace
The shadows of a voiceless race.

-The Nightmare Lake, H.P. Lovecraft

**Author’s note: this is my first one shot EVER so please be kind and if you enjoy it feel free to follow :-)**

Halloween is by far my favorite holiday of the year. The pumpkin carving, the decorating, and the excuse to eat junk food for an entire night all bring back great memories of my childhood. Even the Halloween movie specials they play on TV get me excited. One movie in particular, though, exceeds the others as my all-time favorite movie: The Nightmare Before Christmas. Reason being because the two love interests, Jack and Sally. I can relate to Sally’s song about longing for her love to notice her. In the end, when Jack and Sally unite, it gives me hope for my current situation with Dan. We were great friends, but it always seemed like he was too preoccupied with other things to realize what I felt for him.

Regardless, I still loved hanging out with him, which is why we had a Friday movie night watching The Nightmare Before Christmas to get into the festive mood.

“Y/N?” Dan said, trying to get my attention.

“What,” I said hastily, completely invested in the Christmastown scene. “I had an idea for Halloween…” Dan continued slowly. “Mhm, okay, what is it?” I turned to look back at him for only a second before returning my glance to the TV screen.

“Well,” he started, “I thought that- since you love this film so much- maybe we could, I don’t know, go as Jack and Sally to Zoe’s Halloween party?”

I turned around, fully averting my attention to him. Did I just hear him right? Did he really want to go as Jack and Sally with me? “What?” I said in confused astonishment. “Never mind, it was a dumb idea. “ He dismissed, shaking his head and looking down at his lap. “No, no! I do want to go!” I said eagerly. “Really? I really want to, but only if you do.” He wanted to confirm. “Of course I want to go with you.” I reassured him. A smile spread across his face, and he chuckled a little bit before saying, “Alright then. Let’s go as Jack and Sally.” For the first time, I was unable to focus on the movie; I was just too damn jittery with excitement.

The following week, after purchasing our costumes, it was finally Halloween. I put on my makeup and stitches, braided random strands of red yarn into my hair, and slid into my Sally dress.

Driving over to Dan’s house was the longest drive of my life. I had so many emotions running through my chest and stomach. Nervousness, excitement, bewilderment, and most of all, hope. Hoping that I looked good. Hoping that he’d notice me like Jack noticed Sally. Hoping that tonight would be like a magical night in Halloween Town.

I hopped up the stairs to the door of his flat and knocked. A few seconds later, I heard the fumbling of locks being unturned, and then the door opened to Dan, donned in his Jack Skellington attire. He looked undeniably handsome.

“Oh, my god, you look amazing!” I said, feeling butterflies in my stomach. “No,” he marveled, seemingly stunned, “YOU look amazing.” We both stood there staring at each other’s costumes. I waited a couple of seconds before jokingly murmuring, “Well, are you going to invite me in?” Dan laughed. “Right, sorry.”

As we walked into the lounge room, I noticed he didn’t have any of his skeleton makeup on his face. “Did I interrupt you getting ready? I can wait while you do your face makeup. I said apologetically. “Actually, since I’m shit at doing makeup, I was hoping you could do it for me.” He shyly responded. “Oh, sure, let’s go ahead and start that so we won’t be late.” I suggested.

We went to the bathroom, and Dan pulled a palette of face paint out of the drawer. The space was kind of tight, so I had Dan sit on the toilet to refrain from taking up too much room around the sink. I picked up a sponge applicator and dipped it into the white paint. I stepped closer to him, and reached up to move his fringe out of the way. When I pushed his hair back, he stared into my eyes. If I had the courage to stare back, I don’t think I’d be able to control what I’d do once I lost myself in his eyes. To steer clear of losing my composure, I tried to focus on applying his makeup.

As I was carefully painting his face, his gaze didn’t leave me. It was almost as if he was TRYING to make me uncomfortable.

Once I finished with the white, I picked up a smaller applicator and dipped it in black. “Okay,” I said, “I’m going to do your eyes now. I need you to keep them closed.” He obliged. I put my hand under his chin, and tilted his head up. It took all of my will power to not lean down to kiss him. I wish I had re-evaluated the option to do his makeup; if I had known how close we would be to each other’s faces, I would’ve refused.

After completing the eyes, I quickly etched the skull teeth going from the corners of his mouth to the middle of his cheeks. Finally, I put down the tool, and stepped back to admire my work. Jesus Christ. Seeing Dan like this was almost too much to handle. “You’re finished?” He asked. “Yeah, come take a look in the mirror.” He stood up and walked towards the mirror. Once he saw himself, he let out a laugh, and stared at himself in disbelief. “This is awesome,” he mumbled, “Let’s go ahead and leave for the party.”

Walking into the party, he grabbed my hand and directed us through the crowd. I was caught off guard in the best way possible. When we stopped, I looked forward to see Zoe in a cat costume and Louise in a witch’s hat.

“Dan! (Y/N)! You guys look so adorable!” Zoe said while embracing us in a greeting hug. “I didn’t know you two started dating!” Louise exclaimed, unaware of the true situation. I froze in embarrassment. Dan and I just side-eyed each other to see who would speak first. Dan broke the silence, stating, “We’re not dating, we just came as friends.”

My smile faltered for a split second. Although I knew it to be true, it was still painful to hear it out loud. I let go of his hand. “I’m going to get a drink. Do you guys want anything?” I asked, only glancing at Louise and Zoe. “We’re fine,” they responded. I nodded and walked towards the bar. I needed some alcohol pronto.

For the rest of the night, I tried to distance myself from Dan as best I could. I couldn’t let the truth of the matter get to me tonight. I didn’t want to spoil my favorite holiday for myself. As more and more party guests came in, I found it hard to get some space on the dance floor, so I went outside to catch a breath of fresh air. To my surprise, Dan was outside as well. I guessed I couldn’t run from my feelings for much longer.

“Hey,” I said as I walked up to him. “Oh, hey,” he said back, looking up at the starry sky. We stood by each other in silence for a few minutes until he spoke again. “(Y/N), why have you been avoiding me this entire night?”

My stomach dropped. I really didn’t expect him to notice my absence. “What do you mean?” I said dubiously. “You know exactly what I mean.” He said bluntly. I knew at that point he wasn’t messing around. I had been caught. “The honest truth?” I proposed. “The honest truth.” He affirmed.

I took a deep breath. “Well,” I began, “the reason that I’ve been running from you is because of what you said earlier. Okay, I get it that we’re not actually a couple, and I’m totally fine with that, except… I’m not. I’ve liked you for a really long time now and I hate that you haven’t noticed me after all this time.” After admitting my feelings, I felt a weight lift off of my chest, but it was soon replaced with a feeling of anticipation for what Dan might say next. But, instead of saying anything at all, he just laughed.

“What the hell.” I barked, infuriated that my confession was a joke to him. I started to stomp away, but he caught my arm and twirled me around to face him. Our faces were only a few inches away from each other. My breath hitched.

“I’m not laughing at you,” Dan insisted, still smiling, “I just find it funny that you haven’t noticed me either.”

I searched his eyes for a tell-tale sign of lying, but I didn’t find anything. It left me with a deep wonderment for him and the position we were in. “So you’re telling me you’ve felt the same way this entire time?” I inquired. “God, yes. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you when you came over before the party. Couldn’t you tell?” I giggled while covering my face with my hands. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening, it was so surreal. I felt Dan’s hands hold mine and pull them away from my cheeks. He then returned his hands to my face, cradling me.

I looked up into his eyes. His beautiful, enchanting eyes. I now was able to lose control without fear of getting rejected. “Hey, (Y/N)?” He whispered. “Yeah…” I whispered back, trying to stay in the moment. “For it is plain as anyone can see, we’re simply meant to be.” He quoted the final lines of The Nightmare Before Christmas. It made my heart turn to mush. “We’re simply meant to be,” I quoted back, before kissing him gently.