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Dan Howell- For Mackenzie

Mackenzie- Hello darling! I know you asked for either a Joey Graceffa or a Dan, and because I'm more familiar with Dan, I chose him. I hope you like it!

-Belle

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"I don't want you to leave, Dan." You whisper, as your boyfriend tugs you over his chest, laying your head over his heartbeat. You feel him sigh, and then he leans down and presses his lips to your hair. 

"I don't want to leave either, Mackenzie. But, the lease is up on mine and Phil's flat, and we got the flat in London. I don't really want to leave, but I dropped out of UNI. There's no reason for me to be here."

You sit up, and stare down at him. "Nothing keeping you here? Well then. I mean it's not like you have a girlfriend or anything." you spit at him, throwing your legs over the side of the bed and grabbing your purse. You walk out, ignoring his protests. You can feel the water starting to fill your eyes. Dan is leaving you. He's leaving you. You open the car door, and slide into the drivers seat, resting your forehead on the steering wheel. A few tears drip down, but you wipe them away, and drive to your flat. As you drive, you realize that it feels too quiet. Usually Dan would be sitting next to you making sarcastic comments about people on the sidewalk. You sigh, and turn the radio on. Ed Sheeran fills the car, and you listen to the story of a girl stuck in her own world.

"I don't want to leave, Kenzie."

"I dropped out of UNI, what am I supposed to do?"

You groan, and turn over in your bed. It's been a week since you last saw Dan, and it hurts. You miss him alot. Maybe you were too harsh. Maybe you shouldn't have walked out. Maybe you should go see him. You rub your eyes, and look at the clock. It's 3 AM. Well, he's most likely still awake. He's probably on tumblr. He's addicted to tumblr. You smile, remembering all the stuff he'd screenshot and send your way. You miss those little messages. 

You stand up, and pull on some shoes, walking outside and climbing in your car. As you drive to Dan's flat, your nerves start to build. What if he slams the door in your face? You shake your head, and climb out of the car, and climb the stairs to knock on his door. Phil answers, munching on a bowl of cereal. He grins when he sees you.

"Mackenzie! You here to see Dan? He's been moping all week." You blush, and nod. Phil moves aside to let you in. Dan is sitting on the couch, in his browsing position, watching Buffy The Vampire Slayer. He looks up when you walk in, and you suddenly feel really awkward. 

"Hi." you murmer. He nods.

"Hey."

"Can we talk?" you say, quietly, again. He just nods in response. Phil seems to get that you wanna talk in private, because he grabs his laptop, and heads to his room.

You sit down next to him on the couch, and he tosses something to you, that jingles. It's a keyring with two keys on it. You pick it up, and raise an eyebrow.

"It's a key to the London apartment, and a key to your car. I was going to ask you that night, to move in with me." he says, staring at the keys. You feel your mouth drop open.

"Does that invitation still stand?" you ask, looking up from the key. He looks at you, and you try to smile, even though you're terrified for his answer. He smiles slightly.

"I love you. Of course it does." he says, opening his arms. You fall into them, and grin into his t-shirt.