Dan and Phil... My Daddies

Sofa Crease

Phil and I got back in the taxi.

"What? Nothing for me" Dan asked sarcastically.

"Nope." Phil replied with a chuckle "We're ready."

The car started forward. I couldn't help but smile.

The hot cocoa and popcorn were exactly what I needed. After I had finished them I laid my head on the head rest.

"Don't fall asleep now" Dan smiled "We're almost there."

I sat up. "Really?" I looked out the window. The street was lined with town houses. The taxi stopped in front of a blue house.

"Thank you." Phil said paying the driver. Him and Dan went to get the bags out of the trunk as I got out of the car.

I stood up and looked around me. Just an average Street. I don't know why I expected something different but I did. News flash... YouTubers don't really live on Internet Street. They just live in normal towns.

"Come on" Dan said holding my large moving box and started walking towards a house. I grabbed the handle of my suitcase and followed. Phil grabbed the last two suitcases and walked next to me. Dan stoped at the door and pulled out his keys. "It's a mess, sorry."

"Don't worry about it" I said. I am starting to feel extremely awkward. I don't know what to expect from this, and I don't know what the boys are expecting either. Am I just staying for the night? If so where will I go next? I have absolutely no money, no job, and no one in America who would help me get back. I don't even have anything to go back to.

Dan got the door open and we went inside. I've seen all their videos so I sort of know what all the rooms in their house look like, but it's hard to get an idea of the layout. We went up a flight of stairs and Dan opened another door that lead into a small entry way, and then he went into the living room. I followed and stoped. I just stared at the room. It was so familiar, and yet, seeing it in person felt alien.

"It's real." I said. "Dan... that's your sofa crease." I looked at the couch, and the Tetris lights in the fireplace.

Phil started laughing behind me and my cheeks turned bright pink again. I stood off to the side while dan and Phil set down the bags.

"So," Phil said "welcome to our house Cee."

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