[Chapter 2]

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Dan's POV

I stood and watched the figure walking towards me. My mind shot to who she was: a famous actress and blogger. She stopped in front of me. "H-hi!" She piped up nervously. A small grin appeared on her face. I blushed a little and stuttered. "H-h-hey.."

"(Y/N), right?" I asked like I didn't know who she was. "Yeah." (Y/N) muttered. Zoe walked in on us. "Hey guys! I meant to introduce (Y/N) to you. She's never met you!" She yelled. Zoe, suddenly giving me confidence, led me to grasp onto (Y/N)'s hand and take her to table with all the British YouTubers. She stood there and waved happily.

"Hello people!" She exclaimed. Phil Lester sat across the table and (Y/N) let out a big smile. She wasn't as nervous around Phil. I wonder what this meant... She sat down and looked down at her lap.

"Your voice sounds on awful lot like Jack's." Alfie Deyes said randomly. "Well, yeah. I'm his sister." (Y/N) said. She got up and quickly walked away.

Your POV (sort of)

You walked over to Zoe and buried your face in her chest. "Why did you make me talk to Dan?! I was nervous! You know how much I like him!" You whispered-yelled. You ran to the side of the building, where nobody was. You found Jack standing next to the car. "You want to leave so early?" He asked. You nodded, not bothering to speak.

You got home and walked into your room. You immediately hopped on your chair to your desk and turned on your  laptop. You searched the words "Dan x Phil ". You daydreamed about them before you heard Jack's footsteps.

As soon as he walked in, you shut the top of your laptop down. "Why did you want to leave the convention so early?" Jack asked. "No reason....?" Your sentence drifted off into a question. Jack glared at you in a suspicious way before walking out.

You realized that you hadn't taken off your outfit from the convention, so you took your dress and your shoes off. You put on an orange sleeveless shirt on and a pair of jean shorts on. You turned on your iPhone and began playing your Panic! At The Disco playlist. You hummed along to "The Ballad of Mona Lisa".

You texted Zoe and invited her over. She was staying in Ireland, the country where you were living. Zoe responded, agreeing to come.

You heard the doorbell ring and ran to get the door. As you saw the figure standing next to Zoe, your heart skipped a long beat. It was Dan! "Hello. Come in." You said quietly. You led them to your room.

Zoe and Dan laid down on your bed with you. You sat up and and stretched out your arms. "So what you want to do?" You asked them. "I dunno.." Zoe said. Dan remained silent and got up. "I..I'm going to the bathroom real q-quick." He said, his face flushed. "Ok Dan, you're acting weird." Zoe mumbled.

Dan's POV

I seriously can't handle seeing (Y/N).. She's too cute and good-looking! I have to relax and I'll be fine. I hope I wasn't making a fool of myself. I quickly found the bathroom since the house was a small wooden cabin (that's what Jack actually lives in!).

My face was cherry red, and my heart thumped up and down in my chest as I stared in the mirror. I admired her acting, blogs, and everything she did. It was too hard to even look at her for long., I was sweating furiously.

I washed my face off with water, and then walked out of the bathroom. (Y/N) and Zoe were standing at the doorway. Zoe smiled. "Well Dan, me and you will be leaving now." She said. (Y/N) waved as me and Zoe walked out. I never got to spend enough time with (Y/N), and I was too nervous to confess that I wanted to. Hopefully I don't turn even more nervous.

Zoe turned on the car and I sat in the passenger seat. I noticed a few sprinkles of rain on the windows. Rain began pouring  down as Zoe drove me to my house I had rented here with Phil. The rain poured down faster, and I swear I could've seen a piece of hail.

That's Ireland for you.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 02, 2016 ⏰

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