A/N really quickly, if you haven't read an imagine fanfic before then basically look out for the following.
Y/N = your name
Y/F/N = your full name
I won't use any more, if I do then I'll make a key at the beginning of the part I use them in. Xxx
* 10th December 2015*
You don't regret anything, you're not sorry and you never will be.
* your p.o.v*
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I whisper, hoping no one heard me. "God, this is a mess."
I've left. No letter, no text, nothing. My mother remarried after my farther died. Jim, he's my stepdad and I hate him. He drinks, he smokes and he gets angry. Really angry.
One night we had an argument and he said.
"why don't you just go to London. We'll see if those youtubers will help you you stupid bitch!"
I thought about leaving a witty note saying that I'd gone to London to marry Dan Howell as a joke. But instead I took it literally, I've gone to London.
*narrator*
You have enough money to rent a small apartment but you have to ration food. You've been in London for about a week. You've been in a motel just outside London and going to work at a coffee shop. Now finally, you can move into London for good. The moving van is too expensive but that doesn't matter you only have a rucksack of belongings and the clothes on your back.
You're walking up to your door when you hear a familiar noise. "Hello internet, welcome back to the internet support group. I'm genuinely concerned that this series is actually becoming help full as I'm a mess of a person but anyway, let's see what you've sent in..."
"Oh my god... Dan Howell lives in my apartment building. He's my neighbour" you say quietly.
You rush into your apartment fangirling and silently screaming into your hands. Ever since 2009 you had dreamed of meeting Dan and Phil. You were one of the most loyal and devoted fans in the phandom. And you lived next to actual Dan and Phil!
Suddenly running away seems like a great idea.
YOU ARE READING
Wake me up. Dan X reader
أدب الهواةYou're just a nerdy teenage girl running from your family, hoping you can make it in the real world. Well the internet is real. The people behind the screens that you look up too are all real and they're closer to you than you think...