Take me away(Dan Howell X reader) Trigger warning

Melody Jobs a smart girl and an overachiver with a low self esteem she moves in with her Best friends Dan and Phil while there she develops a crush on Dan but Dan has a girlfriend her name is Brittany McKee her arch enemy.Brittney eventually leads Melody to a suicide attempt and anorexia but will Dan save her?


10. Aftermath

Phil's P.O.V
"Dan, you've been sitting there for two days," I grumbled, nudging Dan's stomach with my foot. He said nothing, continuing with his existential crisis. I sighed. Dan had been lying there on the kitchen floor ever since Melody had gone to the hospital. 

"I'm going to visit Melody," I grumbled, pulling on my coat and running out the door. Dan moaned in response. I growled under my breath, muttering under my breath.

Le Time skip~

Phil's POV:
Tears flowed down my cheeks as I looked at Melody's lifeless form. I placed my hand on her stone-cold one. My shoulders shook with sobs and I bowed my head down.

"Melody, please wake up. We need you. D-Dan needs you. He's not eating, or sleeping. I-I'm scared that he isn't going to make it if you don't pull through. And if...if you're both gone, I'll be alone. Just like I was before I met Dan," I sobbed. As I sat there, crying my eyes out, I realized just how much I depended on my friends. Melody had to make it! She just had to!

"Ph-Phil..." a voice croaked, and I freaked out! I let out a shrill shriek and the chair tipped backwards, spilling me onto the floor. I winced and rubbed the back of my head. Melody laughed dryly, smiling. Wait a minute, Melody?!

"M-Melody, you're okay!" I said, laughing. Tears of relief streamed down my face, and I gave her a small hug. My entire body shook with sobs, and I collapsed to my knees. Melody put her hand over her mouth, crying as well.

"Phil, it's okay. You didn't think I was gone, did you?" she sniffed. I shook my head, standing back up.

"No, but I thought you were going to...going to..." My voice broke. "I better call Dan," I sniffed, pulling out my cellphone.

Dan's POV:

My phone started to ring. I ignored it. Let it ring, what do I care?

"Dan, get over to the hospital! Now!" Phil's voice said. My eyes shot open, and I jumped to my feet. Was Melody dead?! Or in trouble?! I didn't wait to find out. I tried to tug on my shoes, falling in the process. Shooting back up, I pulled on my coat and ran outside into the busy streets. I hailed a cab, asking him to get me to the hospital as fast as possible.

"Phil, Phil! Is she okay?!" I yelled as I ran into the hospital room. I skidded to a stop when I saw Melody and Phil laughing and talking together. My fists clenched, and I started to turn away.

"Dan!" Melody squealed, trying to sit up."Hey Melody. How are you?"I said trying to play it off."My head and my side hurts, but other than that I feel okay," she smiled.

Even if I was a little jealous I still loved her smile. A nurse walked in carrying a tray of food for Melody. She was wearing a plain, white uniform with her strawberry blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. Her green eyes had wrinkles around them, signifying that she smiled often. She looked to be in about her mid forties.

Accepting the tray, Melody asked, "Do you know when I can go home?" The nurse nodded, smiling sadly.

"You won't be able to go home for about another month or so," she said quietly before leaving the room. Tears sprang up in Melody's eyes and she buried her head in her knees, sobbing. I rushed forward to comfort her, but Phil had already beat me to it. He grabbed her hand and hugged her, murmuring quietly, comfortingly.

"That's it, I'm out!" I snarled, running out the door. My feet skidded across the slick tile floor as I ran. My blood was boiling, and I felt as if I were a ticking bomb, waiting to explode. My best friend. My best friend, of all people, making a move on my girlfriend!

"Dan! Dan, wait!" Phil's voice echoed through the hallway, fueling my anger. I burst through the doors and out of the hospital. I panted for breath, searching for a cab to take me home.

*Time Skip*

I shoved some sets of clothes, m toothbrush, and other essentials into several large suitcases. I'd had enough of the crap. I needed to get away, buy my own place. Well, maybe rent my own place, but same difference. As I packed, my eyes fell on a picture frame lying underneath my bed.

My hands shook as I looked at it. It was a picture of Phil and I from our trip to Japan. I threw the photo across the room and got up, grabbing my suitcases. When I reached the door, I gave the flat one last look before leaving it behind. Forever.

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