Phan and Tronnor One Shots

Well, I'm Here- Part 1 (Phan)

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*DAN'S POV*

Alone. 5 letters. having no one else present; on one's own.

That's all I feel. Just... alone.

And I may put on a fake smile and get that fake laugh ready and stand in front of my Canon camera. I smile and act all cheeky or my fans.

I do it for them, not for me. Most other Youtubers don't have to act, they don't have to put on this fake personality to get the continuous feedback.

And there's always that occasional fan that seems to see through every disguise I put on. No matter how hard I try, there's always that one. I usually just ignore them, hope they'll go away and stop spreading the truth around. I have spent so long developing this fake person- this danisnotonfire. Im not him, I'm just Dan. Daniel Howell. Ordinary boy.

I often get invited to conventions and events such as Vidcon and Playlist Live. But I politely decline every time. They've started to stop sending them it seems, as I haven't gotten one recently. My flatmate has though. He always gets them and his heart is too big to decline, no matter what. I feel like he would still find a way there to meet his fans when he was dying.

You may know him actually. His name is Phil. Phil Lester. AmazingPhil. Extraordinary man, he is. He's so kind and gentle, even around me, when nobody else is. He accepted me when my mum and dad kicked me out of the house.

He had seen my videos and seemed to have been interested by the person I put on the internet. He found me when I was in the lobby of his flat building, trying to find somewhere to stay after I was forced to leave my home.

"Hey! I know you! Aren't you Dan? Danisnotonfire?" I heard a strong northern accent day from behind me. I whipped my head around and stared at him with wide eyes. How did he know me? I needed to get out of here before he found out that everything he thought he knew about me was a lie.

"Are you looking for somewhere to stay? You can stay in my flat for a while, if you want of course. I've been looking for a flatmate, actually, but they're all just crazy fans trying to meet me." The boy explained. And I took his offer because where else was I supposed to stay on such short notice?

I shook my head to snap myself out of the memory. The days, weeks, months, years now had gone by so fast. I finished high school and decided there was no time in my busy schedule to go to college. Well, that's what I thought. But it seemed that my life really wasn't busy, it was quite boring actually. All I did was sit around all say watching anime and scrolling though my dashboard on tumblr, smiling at the occasional posts of me and my flatmate. Oh, did I mention I'm in love with my best friend? Yeah, that's a thing.

"Dan! Where are my keys?" I heard Phil call down the stairs.

"Uh... I don't know! Why do you need them? You're taking an Uber to the airport anyway!" I called back.

"They have my flat key on them and I'd like to be able to get in when I get back." He was shouting the first part but gradually it turned into his normal volume as he got closer to the living room, where I was sitting.

"Oh...right." I said, mentally face palming.

"Are you sure you don't wanna come with me? It won't be the same without you. And I know your fans would love to see and meet you." Phil said, sitting down on the blue couch next to me.

I shook my head.

"You know I can't, Phil. They would all hate me. I'm a different person, a horrible person, off camera. They like the danisnotonfire side of me, not the Dan Howell version." I said with a frown.

"You don't have to meet anyone or talk to anyone, but will you at least come with me? These trips are no fun without you."

I sighed, giving him my look. He knew not to press on after that because he knew I wouldn't change my mind.

"Alright, well, I better be off. I'll miss you so much. Oh, and I expect daily FaceTime calls from you. I can't go a week without seeing your face." He said and then walked out the door, a small suitcase being pulled behind him.

I smiled into the pillow sitting next to me and groaned at my behavior. Why did I let him have this influence on me? He didn't realize that he was slowly making me fall harder and harder for him with just a single smile.

I ended up turning my laptop off and trying to fall asleep. That didn't turn out so well, as Phil happened to call right then.

"I missed you already." He said as I hit the green answer button.

"It's been 3 hours, Phil." I told him, chuckling slightly to myself.

We talked for hours, until I actually fell asleep with Phil on the phone. Our steady breaths mingled until my eyes shut and I drifted into darkness.

I woke up the next morning to a bright light shining in my face. The window was slightly open from last night and the sun was directly in my eyes. My eyes widened when I checked the time on my phone and saw that my flight left in an hour.

I threw my legs off the side of the couch and started scrambling around, trying to make sure I wasn't forgetting something. The last things I grabbed were my phone and charger as I ran out the door to the silver car waiting for me outside.

12 hours later and I was finally at the hotel.

I walked in and collected my badge from the security wait for me. I had contacted the event coordinators and let them know I would be there. These two buff looking men in yellow shirts with SECURITY written on the back were escorting me to the large set of elevators in the center of the hotel lobby.

I looked around and couldn't believe that I was actually at Playlist Live.