The Theif (Dan Howell Fanfic)

Chapter 10

I looked at my phone. It was my dad. I didn't want to read it but I knew I had to. I was sat on that couch and they were inside that room makeing a video together. I looked down at my phone...I was what I feared.

Were are you honey, your not home?!

My dad texted me. My heart slipped a beat. I started to breath faster and faster and I started to shake. Just then phil walked in as a few trears slipped down my face, I was panicking.

"Hey...hey What's wrong?" He said rushing over to the couch and sounding worried.

I showed him the text. "He's here...." I said and started to bawl. He hugged me and I silently cried into his shirt. I backed away and looked at him.

"You can't tell dan, he'll freak out too much." I said and he nodded.

"I think he deserves to know Chloe...." Phil said I shook my head and wiped my tears away and at that very moment dan walked in.

"H....what's going on here..." Dan asked confused.

"Nothing." Phil said and got up. I nodded and Dan looked suspicious.
I gave him a weak smile and looked back at my computer. He sat on the couch and started to watch a film. He looked over at me a few times and I looked back at him.

"Hey let's go to starbucks...you've seemed down lately." Dan says getting up and sticking his hand out for me to get up. I grabbed it and got up smileing.

"Phil do you want something me and Chlo are going to starbucks." Dan said to Phil thew the door. I loved it when he called me Chlo. It made me feel happy and give me butterflys.

"Yeah.....my usual." Phil said back and Dan nodded. I want a friendship like that where you don't have to make exactly want you want, they already know. I put my shoes on and grabbed my phone and we were gone.

We walked down to Starbucks and just talked. We talked about everything.

"How are....really?" Dan asked looking at my with caring eyes.

"I'm decent..." I said looking down at my feet.

"I read your blog..." Dan said.
"Oh...." I said and blushed still looking at his feet.

By this time we were almost at a Starbucks.

"So who's this guy that gives you butte-" Dan said but I stopped him because of who I saw. It couldn't be.

"Dan!" I said and clung on to his arm scared in my shell.

"What?" You looked at me worrriedly.

"That's them....my dad and Sean." I said stopping on my tracks.