Subscribed ~ A Dan Howell Fanfic

Chapter 6

"You ship us?" I said. I was numb from surprise. This has got to be some kind of joke. I thought he shipped him and maltesers.

"Yeah." Dan said, looking away. In a crowded airport, this situation must have looked quite weird. People kept moving, parting on two lines around us like a river of people.

Dan lives over five thousand miles away from me. A relationship couldn't work. And even if we lived close, I know I would wreck anything we had.

It's not fair. Even though I like Dan a lot, I don't know what to say. I've been rendered speechless.

"I like you a lot, Dan, but I live so far away. How could we possibly work things out?" I said.

This seemed to hit him for the first time. Didn't he think things through? Apparently not.

I mean, I can't just move. I love California. I'm a true American! I couldn't survive in the UK! And I couldn't ask Dan to move for a stupid little relationship. Who even knows how long we would last?

But... he's so adorable... I remember the night before I left I had stalked him on the internet, all over social media. I wanted to know what I was getting into when I came over.

Oh my god, this makes me seem like a stalker.

"I don't know. I honestly have no idea. But... you're special, Y/N, and I know this is no crush." Dan said quietly, his face a beet red. I'm sure mine echoed the color.

I've never ever had a boy tell me this. Other than little high school boyfriends, I hadn't really had any relationships at all. My mind had tried to convince itself that my favorite anime characters were my boyfriends.

"I..." I was completely taken aback. I could hardly blink. I could just stare into his dark eyes. Usually, I hate staring at people, but it felt like my brain had just rebooted.

This was just unbelievable. In my entire time of knowing him, I never expected him to like me back. I felt as though this was just a prank or a dream, like it couldn't really be happening. I know soon he's going to be laughing, and saying, "TROLLED YOU!"

I kept waiting for it. But instead, I heard something different.

A voice from a speaker called out. "Flight 342 has been canceled due to unsafe weather conditions. For any questions, contact the front desk." It ended, and I saw I few people look up, a look of worry on their faces.

"Oh nooo! D-Dan! That's my flight!" I exclaimed, my voice cracking with worry. "We can worry about this later! We need to go up to the front desk!" I saw it from the corner of my eye and raced up to it, Dan in step behind me.

"Why is flight 342 canceled?" I asked worriedly. The woman at the counter faced us.

"There's been an earthquake in southern California. I haven't heard much about it, but it's definitely going to be a while until we can land a plane out there." My stomach dropped to the ground.

"How bad was it?" I asked.

"A magnitude 6.8." She said.

My hand started shaking. Damn me for living on the stupid fault line! A 6.8 is a serious earthquake. I need to...

I quickly sat down at a couch and pulled out my phone. I speed dialed Amy.

"I'm calling my friend, Dan. I need to see how bad it is. My house could possibly be ruined!" I said, putting the phone up to my ear. Dan looked very concerned. I was trying not to have a panic attack.

Just keep calm, I thought. Just keep calm and call her. Everything will turn out alright like it always does. Your town probably wasn't hit that bad, and you can probably just reschedule and get on a different plane.

Probably.

"Y/N?" Amy's voice suddenly called through the speaker. I tightened my grip on the phone and began to speak.

"A-Amy! I heard about the earthquake. My flight is canceled! Are you alright? Is everything okay?" My stomach was doing an Olympic routine as I asked nervously. 

"Oh Y/N, everything is falling apart! My apartment is alright, but there's a bunch of trees and power lines down and I can see the building across from mine has a bunch of broken windows and, just, everything is scary!" I tried to steady my breath and stay calm. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Dan calling someone as well. It's probably Phil, telling him what's happening. I've never seen Dan act so serious.

"Amy, could you check on my house?" I asked. She only lives about two minutes away from me. She agreed, and I could hear her opening and closing a door and then footsteps.

I'm really worried about my house. I remember when I bought it, the people said that the earthquake protection on it wasn't up to date. I had brushed it off then, thinking that the house was most likely going to be fine and that there weren't going to be any earthquakes that were too strong.

I had been stupid. And now I was going to have to pay. The fault line made California prone to earthquakes. While I had been there, there weren't any strong ones, but I had felt minor ones before, just little jostles that banged the pictures against the wall and shook the potted plants.

"Oh, Y/N, everything sucks here. Almost all the trees are down and the streets are cracked. Jess called me about an hour ago, and she told me - you know that greenhouse thing she was growing tomatoes in?- well, she told me the greenhouse got completely wrecked. I know she was really excited about that, so I feel bad for her. All of these houses look pretty shaken up as I'm walking past them, and- OH MY GOD!" Her tone of voice shifted from worried to panicked. I clenched the phone harder as I flinched.

"Amy! Amy, what's going on?" I raised my voice. The connection was slowly getting worse as the conversation went on. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dan hang up and look at me. I ignored it.

"Y/N, your house!" She said. My eyes filled with tears. I knew it. How could I have been more stupid?

"It---- etty bad---think--" she was starting to break up horribly. Then my phone lost the connection and I heard two beeps. I laid it down.

I had heard enough, anyway.

"Your house... Is it okay?" I heard Dan. I just barely had the energy to shake my head no.

"How bad is it?" I heard him ask, quieter.

"I... got disconnected. By the sound of it, it was pretty bad." I heard my phone interrupting me with a text.

It was from Amy. The notification said, 'New Picture Message'.

I opened it up. And it was a picture of my house, the very one I knew so well, the one I had made so many memories in.

The entire bottom floor had collapsed. I could see some of my possessions lying around, one of my posters a fan sent me, half of my couch...

"My house is gone. It's just destroyed." I said, unable to take my eyes off the picture. I felt like I was back in California when I looked at it, and I could feel my heart breaking.

"I'm really sorry, Y/N." At this point, Phil had run up to us, completely out of breath.

"What's going on?" Phil asked with confusion.

Dan explained the situation and I just sat there, really upset. All my stuff except for the luggage I have next to me is gone. All the stuff my fans sent to me is gone. I feel like a part of me is gone.

"So it's all just..."

I nodded. "Everything's gone."

A/N: so yeah it's been really long mostly because it's really hard to focus when I'm writing this for some reason. My brain is just like "but what if... YouTube?" Or "but what if... Food?" I have to be like "shut up brain people are expecting this by tomorrow or else!" But I finally finished it so yay. I'll be back again with more and yah so bye!