Far from the world of you and I

This story is a fanfiction about Dan Howell (Danisnotonfire).

Gabrielle, has just started uni, but when she bumps in to a boy in a bookshop, thats all she can think about. Will she see the boy again?


7. The one you would take the bullet for is behind the trigger

Chapter 7


The rage in Tom’s face made him look like a lion. He was beetroot red, eyes wide, and looking like he could rip Dan’s head off.

“Liar. Gabs is mine.” Tom shouted.

“I was yours until you decided to go violent Tom, like you are now. Please leave.” I finally decided I should probably face my ex.  I stated this is a calm voice but it shook a little, causing Dan to reach out for my hand. I grabbed it, holding onto it as if it was a lifeline. Sparks flew up my arm, but I ignored them knowing the only reason he was holding my hand is because he was my ‘boyfriend’.

“Gabbie c’mon you don’t mean that.” Tom pleaded looking into my eyes. But I didn’t get the chance to reply and Justin had come up behind and now had him by the throat. I cried out, but Justin simply told Tom to stay away and let go. The boy skittered off, and I began to cry.

 After years of having to deal with him, I thought moving to London would have meant I would never have to see him again. The tears reached my lips, and were salty to taste. I heard Justin push Dan past me and pull me into his arms. It was warm and comfortable. Just what I needed. I looked up to see Dan and Phil awkwardly standing on the edge of mine a Justin’s embrace. I broke free of it and walked over to them

“Thank you. Both of you.” I said hugging them both tightly.

“No problem, and don’t bother explaining who the guy is. Whoever he is I am sure he won’t be troubling you again” Dan said smiling at me, it didn’t quite reach his eyes. Phil looked at his phone and gasped.

“Dan work starts in an hour, come on!”  He dragged Dan away with a smile. Sighing, I turned back round to Justin. He opened his arms up once more, and I threw myself into the deep hug.

“It’s alright, shhhh, he won’t harm you” He told me trying to make me feel better. I hadn’t seen Tom in years; we had broken up after Tom started taking jealous turns. If he saw me talking to another boy he would slap me, saying that I was cheating on him and that I was a slut. I winced from even the slightest memory of how hard those hits had been. Justin and Jess had managed to get me out of it before it became too violent, but Tom never really forgot about how I had been taken away from him.

Jess and Justin walked either side of me all the way home. They made jokes, laughed at themselves.

“Where’s Lizzie?” I asked as we all shuffled in to the elevator. 

“She waited in to collect the Chinese” Justin explained as we walked down the corridor. On opening the door we were greeted by a warm smell, of food. It made my mouth water just thinking about it.

“You guys are back! You-” She stopped sort at the sight of the twin’s straight faces, and my red eyes “oh” was all she had to say before she pulled me into a hug. She didn’t even need me to say anything to know there was a problem.

“Come on guys, let’s go get dinner!” Justin said happily, as he pulled us all into the kitchen to get plates.

As I chomped through my 10 billionth pancake, the others were chatting about home. “So Lizzie did you and Jasper’s relationship go anywhere?” I hadn’t forgotten Lizzie had an on and off relationship with the boy from home called Jasper, he was good looking, and if I was their age I might have been interested.


"Err. Yeah. No." Lizzie said sounding sad. We all raised an eyebrow at her, urging her to continue with whatever she was about to say. "He cheated on me. With Rebecca." I gasped, so the whole family was no good. Rebecca was Tom’s younger sister, the age may be smaller but she was obviously just as sinister. Justin sighed. I didn’t need to ask what was wrong; he was trying to contain his anger that he had at that family that were causing his so much pain. Jess had a look upon her face that made her look as if she was thinking heavily about something.


"Jess, what’s up?" I asked looking into her deep grey eyes. She looked up at me. Her face told me that whatever it was she would tell me later, and so I did not question her.


"Come on then guys, let’s get these plates away so we can watch TV or a film or something" Lizzie stated, standing up and grabbing my hand to help me up. Slumping back down on the sofa, our attention was drawn down to the television. I wasn’t really concentrating on it though. Thoughts of Tom and Dan filled my head. Why was Tom here? I hated him for what he did. I had done nothing wrong apart from talk to my best friend. It was his fault we broke up. But Dan trying to help me like that really shocked me. We had only known each other the best of a few days, all in brief meetings, apart from last night.


He protected me when he didn’t even know why Tom was angry. For all he knows Tom could have murdered my family and was about to murder me. But he still defended me. Along with Phil. Both of them seemed to be rather dark horses. The sounds coming from the television blew over my head like the wind. I was not interested with what was on, and when the others laughed, I chuckled along with them to make it look like my attention was on the TV. My mind was being trampled on by boys. As was my heart. I didn’t know what to think about Dan any more. I wanted to be his friend, but then yet I wanted to be more. It was confusing, Tom coming back stirred emotions that I would never wish to feel again. Without noticing, the programme had actually come to an end and the others were sitting talking.


"GABBBYYYYY" Justin yelled in my ear. I scowled at him, and he just patted my cheeks. I sighed and tried to get into the conversation. They were discussing what Lizzie was going to do next. It seemed she was inclined on staying with us until her mum had calmed. To be honest I wanted her to stay, I loved her like a sister, and it wasn’t like we didn’t have enough room on the sofa for her.


"I vote she stays" I piped up, hoping I could make them agree. They finally broke in to it, and she is going to be sharing my double bed until we get the sofa bed sorted. A bit later Jess dragged me up to her room. I knew what it was about. It was going to be whatever she didn’t tell me earlier in front of the others. I complained about the being dragged bit, and by the time that we had got there she was wrenching my hand out of its socket. Being the wimp I am, I gave myself a self-pity rub on the arm.


 ”Gabs. I have to tell you something. Please don’t be annoyed at me.” This sent panic signals out in my brain immediately. She never said anything like this until it was actually important. “Well you know when you and Tom were dating during college. And you took that break?” I nodded my head, knowing this was going anywhere, down a track full of sadness. “Well it’s just” Jess stuttered, screwing her bed sheet up between her fingers. She wouldn’t look me in the eyes. “Tom was upset, and err we kind of um.” That’s all I needed to hear. Dread washed over my body, and I stood up. “Gabbie please!” Jess said trying to catch my sleeve but I was already leaving.

  I stormed down the stairs and into the hall. Obviously hearing the stomping, Justin stuck his head out of the front room door. I picked up my keys, and slammed the door shut behind me. I stalked over to the stairs, and took them as fast as I could. I had to put as much distance between myself and the house as possible. How could she do that to me? I loved him and she went and slept with him simply because he was sad. That week it had been his own fault, that I had felt the need to take a break, and he still rubbed it in my face.

I couldn’t handle the stress, it was too much. Tom had returned and not only had he scared me horribly by being in the shop, he wedged a gap between me and my best friend. I reached the bottom of the stairs and looked at the door. What do I do? Go out? I can’t go back to the flat. No. I couldn’t face her, it wouldn’t go down well. I sighed, and pushed out the door. The freezing wind claimed my body, and I pulled my jacket tighter to me. Sitting down on a bench that looked over the Thames, I watched the twinkling lights that went round a barge. When they started to blur together I finally realised I was crying. Not bothering to lift my hand to wipe them away, I let them slowly drip down my face. A couple wandered past, not noticing me as they were lost in each other’s eyes. Memories of Tom and I being like that seeped in to my mind. But I pushed them away. They would never patch up the hole left by him. It’s not like I even wanted to get back with him, it’s just that when I was with him, for the beginning, I felt loved. Now I just felt alone, and confused.

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