I Loved You First || danisnotonfire

one - Fiona loves Dan

"Dan Howell. I have a love-hate relationship with that name. He's my best friend, and nothing more than best friend. Of course. That's how it's supposed to be.

Fiona Lester. That's me. My brothers name is Phil Lester, my best friend is Dan, I live with them. I do not love Dan, I must not love Dan, Dan has a girlfriend you twat." 

And now I'm officially awake. I repeat that to myself every time I wake up, and before I go to sleep, hopefully it'll get through to me someday. 

But hey, it's been 4 months, has it worked? 

Nope, but it's worth a shot. 

And she's not the type of bitch I wish she was, she is a decent person.

She's perfect for Dan. In the morning, well more like afternoon hours, she wakes up and makes Dan tea and they share a pack of Maltesers. They play Guitar Hero and Pokemon all the time, and they're both fatasses. But she's also gorgeous. And that's why Dan's all hers.

And she isn't rude to me, she's actually the greatest. And it's next to impossible to hate her. Great. 

Phil knows, and me and him are usually occupied together doing something when she’s over so I don’t give it away that I hate how perfect she is and that I love Dan, because Phil is my brother, and he knows I accidentally slip out everything. 

"Fionaaa! I need your woman essence!" Dan calls from his room.

"Dan, call your girlfriend! That's a thing she's there for!" I yell back.

"But this is about her Fiona! Help me I'm not very good with women!" He yells.

"I realized!" I shout back, walking to his room.

"What?"

“So basically, me and Savvy are going on a fancy date,” of course, “and I don’t know what to wear or how to act. Help me!” He whines gripping my shoulders.

“Ohhh, you’re on the fancy date stage I see, wear a tux, duh, act the way you always do, but with this thing called manners you see," I explain with a smirk. He sighs.

“Fiona I’m serious. Like this has to be the most important thing on the history of the Earth because today I’m gonna tell her I love her then we’ll be all cute or we’ll fall apart and it’s all up to you!” Thanks for pointing that out, because that doesn't put any pressure on me at all, whatsoever.

"Oh, well on a scale of one to ten, how fancy is the place?" I ask.

"Posh Fiona. I'm going to a fucking posh place. How bloody fancy do you think it is?!" He loudly says, almost annoyed by me.

"Damn, I just asked a question," I pouted.

"Sorry Fiona, I'm overreacting," Dan sighed.

“Yes, yes indeed you are. So you do not need a blazer nor a tie or whatever, a white, nothing but white Dan alright, button up and fancy jeans will be fine. And nothing, I repeat nothing leather today. I know you and your fetish to leather," I say, rolling my eyes.

“Alright, white button up, fancy jeans, no leather, gotcha. But what if she’s wearing some fancy dress and heels and I’m there not as fancy!?”

“Dan, knowing Savvy, I’ll be surprised if she’s even wearing a dress, better yet heels. I’ll document that if she does," I mutter.

“Whatever, now how do I tell her I love her?” He asks, running his hand through his hair. I sigh.

"Dan, how do you think you'd tell her?"

“Well, I could play ‘Baby’ throughout the whole restaurant and say ‘baby, I know you love me, I know you care, just shout whenever, and I’ll be there. I love you.’ And see how that goes,” Dan says. At first I watch him to see if he’s kidding, but his face is shrieking seriousness.

“Dan, you’re trying her to make you love you back, not run away screaming,” I sigh shoving him.

“Oh. Well I’ll pretend you’re Savvy and you tell me what to do okay?” Dan says. So Dan’s basically gonna be telling me he loves me, alright.

"Sure." I say with a small shrug.

"So what do I do?" He asks.

“Say, ‘Savanna, we’ve been going out for a very long time now and I like you a lot, a lot that I can’t identify it as liking anymore. Savanna, I love you, and I’ll love you as long as you love me back’.” I tell him. He snickers.

“You still snuck in a Justin Bieber song.” He says. I roll my eyes.

"Dan, I'm serious." I groan. 

"Fine..." he looks into my eyes, "ready?" I nod sheepishly.

“Savanna, you know we’ve been going out for a very long time, and I like you a lot, um a lot, a lot. More than like actually. Savvy, I dunno how to say it that well, but I love you, and I’ll love you as long as you love me back and more,” He says.

“And then she’ll kiss you and say I love you too and bam, babies,” I say.

"Fiona..." Dan groans hiding his face.

"I know, I know, shower me with praise," I say grinning.

"Get out, I don't want your womanly essence anymore," He groaned.

“Phil would not be pleased with your attitude mister.” I say getting up and walking back into my room, before climbing under the covers, my eyes feeling as if I’m going to cry. “Dan Howell is my best friend. He has a girlfriend, I like his girlfriend, he now loves his girlfriend, they’re perfect for each other, Fiona, move on.”