HOLLER. 》 Dan x Reader || Danisnotonfire

Chapter 2|| "Simon Minter?"

2nd update: October 31st

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(back to you)

It was annoying that you had to take the bus every morning. Your parents had taken away your car keys in the summer because of things you have done. You've stopped, but your parents still haven't given back your keys.

Sighing as you step off of the bus and into the cold rain again, you make your way to the front of the building.

You couldn't stop thinking about Dan, though. You could see in his eyes that he was lonely and he needed help. You could tell that he wasn't okay, and that worried you. Even though you had just talked to him, you still cared.

alot.

Not concentrating on where you were walking, you tripped over the first stair that was leading to the upstairs of the building.

You gasp loudly, and tumble onto the boy infront of you. Your papers spill everywhere, and the boy grunts loudly as he hits the floor, and you quickly stand up and dust yourself off, holding out your hand to help him up.

"I'm sorry-I'm SO sorry I didn't see where I was going and I-" you stopped mid sentance as the boy looks up at you and you instantly reconize him.

It was your bestfriend, Phil Lester.

"Oh, Phil," you breathed out a sigh of releif as you pull him up quickly. Actually, it was more like Phil pulling himself up since you're kinda weak. Bending down to pick up your spilt papers, you look up at him and smile. "Sorry I thought you were some random person."

"Hey Y/N! That's okay." he laughs a little and bends down as well to help you pick up the rest of your mess. He holds out some of your papers so you could take them.

You grab them quickly, because little does Phil know, those papers are drawings of someone...

You were trying to hide them in your binder, but Phil quickly grabs a loose one and looks at it in amazment.

"Wow, Y/N!" he smiles down at it. "This is amazing!" he looks up at you. That causes you to blush like crazy and look down at your feet.

"Thanks, Phil." You mumble, feeling your face grow even more red. Phil looks at the drawing more.

"Who is this?" he looks down at the paper, and at your drawing of the boy dressed in all black slumped over on the ground. "It's just a boy I know." you wanted to say, but instead you just shrugged it off.

"No one...just some sketches."

"no one?" Phil sifts through the papers. "It looks like you've drawn this guy alot for him to just be a no one." Phil says.

"Just forget about it, okay? It's not important/ Phil stop..." you snap at him, sounding more harsh than you had intended.

"Okay..." Phil said and quickly changed the subject. You were suprised by this because usually Phil would have urged you on to tell him who the mysterious boy you had drew was, but he must have seen how pissed off you had gotten and decided to change the subject. "Did you start your project for photography yet?"

Shaking your head, you sigh loudly.

"No," you say. "I don't know who to use for it."

You were assigned a project in photography to pick a person you didn't know too much about to interview, snap pictures with them, hang out with them, get to know them and stuff like that. Yeah, it sounds creepy, but it actually sounded fun to you. The only problem was that you didn't know who to pick for your project.