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?

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12. Meeting Alexis

Phil's POV:
It was all my fault! I should have gone with her. This wouldn't have happened if I had just went with her. I shouldn't be here, I was just another walking mistake. Tears streamed down my face as I walked, falling to the ground like rain drops. I'd loved Melody ever since we were young kids. She was so beautiful, and strong. She was everything I wasn't. Bold, brave, smart, funny, successful. She was perfect. After Dan and Brittany got together, I thought I would have a chance with her. But then they broke up and Dan got with Melody. And now, she'd been assaulted, and I was the one to blame for leaving her alone. She hated me now, I could tell. She was just too kind to admit it.

I looked around at the happy couples walking together, holding hands, laughing, just enjoying each others company. Would that ever be me? Was there possibly a girl out there that could love all of my flaws and mistakes? I doubted it. Bowing my head, I brought my coat closer around my shoulders and braved against the cold wind. A heard a yelp as I crashed into someone, and a splash of burning hot cocoa landed on my jacket.

"Hey, watch where you're going!" the girl said, brushing her now cocoa-soaked brown hair. She looked to be about my age. Her glasses were lying on the ground a few feet away, and she groped around. I picked them up and handed them to her. She snatched them out of my hands.

"I'm so sorry about that I-" The girl cut me off with a loud humph, folding her arms across her chest. I gulped and held out my hand to help her up. Hesitantly, she accepted it and I pulled her to her feet. She put her fists on her her hips, looking me up and down and smirking.

"You, sir, owe me a new drink," the girl laughed, picking up her spilled mug. I smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of my neck awkwardly. We walked side by side back to the nearest Starbucks, and I pulled out my wallet as we waited in line.

"So...what do you want? I'll order for you," I said. The girl smiled slightly. She pointed out the salted caramel hot cocoa and sat back down. I ordered her drink and got the same for myself. I got the drinks and scanned the crowded area for her. She was sitting at a booth by the windows, gazing out with a dazed expression and a notebook opened up on the table, her pen poised over the paper.

"Here's your cocoa," I said, setting down her drink in front of her. She let out a little yelp and snapped out of her daze. Her eyes darted from me to her notebook and snapped it shut. She quickly grabbed her drink from me and averted her eyes, stuffing the notebook in her jacket pocket.

"You write?" I asked, sitting down in front of her. She sighed and rolled her eyes, taking a sip from her cup.

"Yes. Why do you care?" she asked, looking at me with her bright, honey-colored eyes. I swallowed, for some reason feeling extremely self conscious. I shrugged, quickly taking a sip from my drink to distract me from her face. She smiled slightly and looked down at her feet.

"So...what were you doing, walking around town? You seemed distracted," the girl said quietly. I froze, the memories of Melody talking to me only minutes before coming back to me, and my hands began to shake, a tear trailing down my cheek. The girl's brow furrowed.

"What's wrong?" she asked quietly, putting her hands over mine. I shook my head, not wanting to repeat Melody's story. Her expression softened and she nodded with understanding. We sat there in silence the rest of the time, sipping our hot chocolate. When we were finished, I helped her get her coat on and I offered to walk her home, to which she obliged.

"I never caught your name," the girl said, turning and standing in front of me. I sighed through my nose and shrugged.

"My name's Phil Lester. What's yours?" I replied, smiling slightly. The girl blushed and smiled back, tucking her hair behind her ear and adjusting her glasses before answering.

"Alexis Abner," she said. "Pretty name for a pretty girl," I said. My eyes widened and I gulped. Alexis laughed.

"W-what?" she laughed, stepping back a little. My face flushed with embarrassment. Nice going, Phil! Soooo smart! Why did you have to be born so fricking awkward?!  I thought, mentally slapping myself. Alexis was laughing, her face flushed. I tried to smile, but I couldn't. My shoulders slumped as we continued to walk and, before long, we reached Alexis' home.

"Oh, come on! Don't look so down in the dumps!" she said, smiling slightly and bumping into me softly. Our eyes locked for a moment, and I couldn't make myself look away. I started leaning in, closing my eyes slightly. Alexis smiled, putting her hands on my shoulders and leaning in too. Our lips brushed for a brief moment before Alexis turned away.

"I-I'm s-sorry. We've just met and...and...Goodbye, Phil," Alexis said. She turned away and I watched her go. She disappeared through the doorway, leaving me alone outside. Like always.

 

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