Airport (Dan X Reader )

Chapter 2

Just so you know, the rest of this will be in present tense unless specified

~Eleanor's pov ~

I feel my cheeks redden as i greatfully take Dan's hand and he pulls me up.

He smiles at me warmly.
"You might want to be careful there!"
I laugh nervously, then realise that we're still holding hands.
I jerk my hand away, possibly making things more awkward.
"Thank you!" I mumble. I'm trying so hard not to fangirl.
THIS IS FRICKING DAN HOWELL! And we were holding hands!

"Thanks Dan." I say a little louder, making sure I'm heard.
"That's quite alright. So you know me then?" He asks.
"Y-yeh." I stutter. "I'm a huge fan."
"That's awesome!" Dan says. "What's your name?"
"E-Eleanor. Bretel."
Again he smiles. It makes me melt inside.
"You're not from around here, are you?"
How could he tell? Was it the way I acted?

"How can you tell?" I wondered out loud.
"Your accent," Dan grinned. "I love it by the way."

Oh thank God.

"Thank you!" I felt very warm inside.

"Dan!" Another man's voice said- and none other than Phil Lester came running up to us.
"Hi there!" Phil said to me before turning to Dan. "PJ's plane has landed. We better go and meet him." Dan nodded.
"Who's this?" Asked Phil politely, a smile on his face.
"Eleanor." Dan answered for me. Phil put out his hand. "Nice to meet you Eleanor."
I hi-fived his hand and he laughed.
"Well Eleanor," Dan said. "We better be going. See you around?"

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod. "I hope so!" I gushed.
"Bye then!" Phil said.
"Bye!" I replied. Dan just smiled, his sad dimple showing as they walked away.

I let out a breath I didnt even know I'd been holding. I started walking again, towards baggage collect
I was very lucky. I'd spent maybe five minutes in London and already I had met my two favourite youtubers.

After retrieving my suitcases, I called a taxi.
"Alright love?" The driver asked.
"Yes thank you. Trafalgar Square please." I replied.

We set off, and I felt like I was going to love London even more than I thought I would.

I end up in Trafalgar Square, staring all around me at the people, the buildings and everything. I go to a Starbucks to celebrate. I order a chocolate cream frappucino. I stare down at my phone as i get up, texting my mum about London.
Just then, someone walks into my path.

Hot liquid spills all down my front from another persons cup.
"Oh my God I'm so sorry!"
The person says, and i look up.

No way. Its Dan again.
When he recognises me, he smiles apologetically.
My temperature rises, and I'm pretty sure its not due to the coffee on my front...

"Its ok Dan, honestly."
"Oh Eleanor, I'm such a klutz. Phil will tell you." He steps aside and Phil is behind him.
"Its true." He nods, then sips his coffee.

"You could come over to our house?" Dan asks kindly. "Its not far from here, and Pj's coming too."
I then see PJ behind Phil. I spot his green eyes first of all.
"Hi." He smiles.

"No, its ok, I'd rather just go to my new house."
"Sure?" Dan asks, looking concerned for me.

Wow. Dan Howell is concerned for me?

"Yup."
Dan takes a piece of paper out of his pocket while i dab at my front with a tissue Phil gave me. But then he puts it back in his pocket.
"I'll walk you home." Dan decides. I attempt to protest, but Dan silences me with a look from his mahogany irises.