Dan Howell x Reader

CHAPTER 10

(A/N: FUCKING DICK NIPPLES ITS MY 10TH CHAPTER MOFOS ♥♥♥ *crying* I would like to thank my family, jk, they didnt do shit for the fanfic, so theres literally no reason to thank them.)
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~Dan's POV~

I went to Phil and I's room, and suprisingly he was there. I'm saying that, because he's literally always with Anne.

"Hey, Dan. Did you ask (Y/N), yet?" He asked.

"Y-Yeah."

"What did she say?!" He excitedly asked.

Jesus fucking Christ he sounds like a teenage girl.

"Well, of course she agreed. Y'know, since she was dared to do it," I cheekily smiled.

"Oh, haha," He --sarcastically-- replied. "But no, really, what'd she say?"

"Well, I told her that we are going to watch a movie, told her when, and when we might end. She didn't seem excited though." I sighed

Now that I think of it, I didn't really ask what movie she wants to see nor did I buy tickets. Good fucking job, Dan.

As if Phil could read my mind, he asked, "What movie are you guys watching? Did you buy the tickets?"

I awkwardly laughed, and replied with, "Yeah. No."

Wow, Dan. GOOD. FUCKING. JOB.

"Dan! How are you gonna impress (Y/N) now?!"

"Phil. Calm down. I mean, it's not like I don't have enough time to do all that, right?"

Well that was a stupid question. Of course, I don't have enough time to do that!

"Dan. Have you ever seen the lines to buy tickets?!"

"I can buy it online?" I smiled

He glared at me, and yelled, "Dan!"

I have never seen Phil this mad.

"I'll make an excuse!"

Yeah, Dan, lie on a first date. Great idea.

"Oh, yeah? What's your excuse?" He asked me

Shit.

"I- uh-," I furrowed my eyebrows. "I'll tell her that I had another thing in mind!"

Phil sighed, "Okay, let's say you got away with this 'excuse', what are you gonna do to save the date?"

What's with all these questions?!

"Uh- I'll take her to dinner?"

"Mhmm, what about the reservations, then?"

"Goddammit, Phil," I muttered. "What am I gonna do?!"

He thought for a while, then, "Aha! Okay, so, I want you to tell her that instead of going to the cinema, you two are going to Starbucks to get to know each other, okay?" I nodded. "What time will you two leave?"

"Around 5 pm."

"And the kids leave at 6:30...," he mumbled. "Just get to know each other like normal people do, okay? Okay. So, I'm gonna send you a message when the kids leave, and then come back here, everything after that is up to you."

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

"O-Okay. What exactly are you planning?"

He cheekily grinned, "Just wait and see, young Daniel. Before anything else, go tell (Y/N) the change of plans."