Kyle was waiting at the door when the two of you got home. "I'd like to get my belongings," he mumbled. "That's too bad," Dan spat. "Can you at least-" Kyle began before Dan cut him off, "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME, MY GIRLFRIEND, AND MY HOUSE KYLE FUCKING SIMMONS. I DONT WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE EVER AGAIN!" he screamed. Kyle walked away.
"Lets go to bed," you suggested. Dan nodded, and hopped into the bed. He snuggled in close to you, and you put your head on his chest so you could hear his heartbeat. All you could think about was the note. Who was coming for You? When? What will they do? Dan ran his fingers through your hair, and hummed Overjoyed to try to calm you.
You fell asleep with your head upon his shoulder.
You woke up to the sound of a fire alarm. Dan wasn't beside you in bed anymore. Were you dreaming? You ran through the house calling his name, but there was no answer. All of a sudden, the house was engulfed in flames. You grabbed a phone and dialed 911. You ran outside in tears. Where was Dan?
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Things We Lost In The Fire (Dan Smith/Bastille Fanfic)
FanfictionYou only know how important someone is when their gone.
