Scammed {A Dan Howell Romance}

· Chapter Two ·

This "Phil" person put down his bowl of cereal, and looked me up and down.

"This crazy woman just came out of no where and attacked me with this!" 'Dan' exclaimed, waving the plastic golf club in the air. I opened my mouth to object.

"Crazy?? I don't think so! What the hell are you creeps doing in my flat?!" I grab the club from 'Dan' and get ready to swing again.

"Your flat?? Did your mummy forget to put some sanity in your pancakes this morning? This I-"

"Daniel shush, there has to be a reasonable explanation" Phil shut him up, turning to me. His blue sky-like eyes gazed into mine for a minute when he asked, "Do you want some coffee? Or tea?"

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"-And now we are here" I sigh, rubbing my finger across the rim of my mug. I look up to see a disapproving Dan and confused Phil.

"Well.." Phil starts turning to his roommate Dan. "You could stay with us till you find another flat I guess" He said, he shrugged his shoulders and Dan shot up.

"Phil can we have a word?" He motioned for him to go to the bedroom. Great.. I'll have to go back to Washington. That's when I realized. I CANT GO BACK TO WASHINGTON.  I used all my savings for this flat! And my mom..Oh she'd force me to live with her because I'm 'not ready to live on my own'. I quickly make my way to the closed bedroom door.

"Oh come on Dan, we can't just let her go to the streets of London. She will die!"

"Phil we don't know her! She could be lying! What if she is some creepy fan who broke in?"

"If she lived with us we wouldn't be strangers now would we?"

I heard one of them let out a tired groan, I'm sure it was Dan considering he is so against it.

"Where would she sleep? We only have two bedrooms and no way in hell is she sleeping with me"

"We can take turns! Or she can move into our recording room!" Phil chirped. There was a long pause. I leaned in, my ear resting on the door.

"Damn it Phil!" My face turned a bright red as Dan opened the door, causing my to fall on top of him.

My face turned bright red as I looked into Dan's brown eyes, at first, they were soft.  We stood there staring at each other for what seemed like hours until Phil cleared his throat.

"Get off me" Dan said, getting to his feet.

"You can stay.."