Subscribed ~ A Dan Howell Fanfic

Chapter 5

I just had one last day left in London. Tomorrow I would have to get to the airport at noon. had already packed everything I had no further use for. Just a change of clothes and my toiletries.

I would miss London, but I miss home more. I'm currently living in Southern California by myself. I had made the move because most famous youtubers live there. It's a hotspot for internet famous people. Plus the beaches in summer have lots of hot guys.

I attract a lot of attention there. Usually, I can't even go to the store for some milk without getting noticed. Sometimes, it feels nice to have so much attention, but most of the time, I just want to buy some milk.

Here, it's not so bad. I do get stopped for pictures sometimes, but not so often.

But I'll have to go back to getting stopped every other second when I leave.

I had just zipped up my duffel bag after packing when Dan poked his head through the door.

"Heeeeeeey Y/N." He said.

"Wutchu want?" I murmured. I stepped back and looked at my finished work, some packed luggage.

"Phil and I want to know if there's anything you want to do before leaving London, since you're leaving tomorrow."

"Gosh, you had to remind me." I sighed and plopped onto the bed. " I don't know."

"Don't want to go to a bar or a party? Anything?" His eyebrows went up.

"What does 'I don't drink' mean to you, Dan?" I teased. I looked around. "Umm, well, I still have to upload my Day in the Life vid, so I don't know." I picked up my MacBook and opened up my editing software. He sat down next to me on the bed.

"You haven't gotten ANY of that done? I thought I was a procrastinator, but wow-"

"Shut your food hole, I'm getting to it," I said. "I have all the footage, I just need to finish all the editing." He peeked onto my screen. I didn't mind him watching me too much. If anything he would give me editing advice or something.

The sun filtered light through the curtained window, begging for invitation into the room. Dan got up and opened the curtains, letting the light in. I hissed.

"Let's do something!" He said, like the adorable little puppy man he was.

"I don't want to." I shook my head and went back to adding my theme song into the video.

He grabbed my laptop.

"No, we're gonna do something."

"Give me back my laptop or I swear to llama, Dan, I will cut you." I got up.

He laughed. "You are vacationing and you still won't go outside? Come on, Y/N, let's take Phil out on the leash and go do something fun!"

I stopped and thought about it.

"There's not much fun stuff you can do outside if you're sober."

"... We don't have to get drunk!" He whined.

"I'm guessing you want me to do something stupid like karaoke or something." I teased.

"Karaoke is perfect! Let's do some karaoke!" He yelled, excited.

"I was kidding!" I said, but he dragged me out of the room.

"Put your shoes on, we're going karaokeing! PHIL!"

Dan pulled us out of the flat and Phil was talking about karaoke. I whined like a puppy in Dan's ear, trying to let us go back home, but he was relentless.