Dan Howell x Reader | Chris' Sister

The Note

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Louise's POV

"(Y/n)?" I questioned, planting a soft knock on her bedroom door.

Soft footsteps padded against the carpet came closer and the door swung open, to reveal a red, puffy-faced (y/n). 

"(Y/n), Dan wants me to tell you that he loves you." I said quickly not wanting her to stop me.

She looked at me in pain when I said his name.

"He knows where I am?!" She said, panicked, clutching the door knob, tightly.

"No no I promise I didn't tell him. I know how much that means to you." I said.

She seemed to relax a bit but she looked at me suspiciously. 

"I promise."

"Fine. Just don't...like...you know tell him... I...just... Don't tell me anything about him. It's too hard." She said sighing. Her body slumped and she shut the door, leaving me to let myself out.

I hailed a taxi, got in and pulled out my phone to see a text from Dan.

I am sending a bouquet of (y/n) favorite flowers to you. Can you please give it to her?

Of course, my pleasure

Thanks Lou.

I pulled up to my house, smiling at my husband standing in the front doorway.

"Hey how did it go?" He asked kissing me on the cheek.

"No progress with (y/n). I know she's questioning her decision, but won't admit that I am right. Dan called though and knows I know where she is, we are going to try and work together to get her back. If she sees him, she'll fix everything." I said, filling him in.

"Need any help?" 

"Maybe, but for now, all we can do is try." 

(Y/n) POV

I opened my door to see Louise. 

"What are you doing here?" I asked as she pushed past me into my hideout. I was staying in a friends apartment while she was on vacation until I could find a permanent place. Louise placed a bouquet of (f/f) on my counter and my stomach sank.

"Who are those from?" I questioned looking at them skeptically.

"Can't tell you, per your request." She said. 

"Dan?" I said wincing. Just thinking about him made my entire body ache.

She nodded and I cautiously made my way towards the bouquet. I grasped a note my hands shaking. I opened it staring at it for a couple seconds before my vision focused.

(Y/n),

I know you think it is better now. I have never been worse. I know you think you are moving on and that the fans are in their right mind, but they have never been more wrong. All I asked for is to see you. You don't have to change your mind, even though it hurts to think you wont, all you have to do is see me, so I can see you. Enjoy your favorite flowers, love.

Love,

Dan

"What does it say?" Louise asked as I folded it back up. 

"The fans are wrong and all he wants is to see me." I said placing the note on the counter opening my fridge. I pulled out my milk grabbing a glass. 

"Milk?" I asked gesturing towards her.

"Milk?!"

"Yeah what about it?" 

"Oh my God! Are you going to see him?!" Louise screamed.

"No. Why would I?" I asked. 

"Have you gone mad?!" Louise asked.

Indeed I had. I was slowly going insane and the note had pushed me over the edge.

"No, you seem a little crazy right now. Are you ok?" I asked. It was as if my brain had shut off any drama inducing thought. I had lost it.

"What?!" 

"Why don't you like down, love" I said taking my milk to my room. I walked down the hallway, then froze so abruptly I almost dropped my glass.

I hurried back to kitchen slamming the glass down clutching the note in my hands.

"ENJOY YOUR FAVORITE FLOWERS, LOVE!" I screamed.

Now THAT did it.

"lovehecalledmefrickinloveicanthandlethiswhydoeshemakethissohardlovehecalledmelove." I said frantically Louise looking at me concerned. I quickly snapped a flower off it's stem tucking it behind my ear for the time being.

I grabbed my keys, still clutching the note in my hands. I fled down the stairs Louise calling after me. I sped off in the direction of their flat. I couldn't tell what I was feeling, what I was doing, what I would say. All I could do was drive.

4 minutes until I get there.

3 minutes. 

2 minutes.

1 minute

I pulled up to the flat, smoothing out the note as best I could. I knocked and the door opened to reveal Phil, smiling. His eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly.

"(Y/n)?!"

At the sound of his voice, I slumped to the ground and burst into tears. What is wrong with me? Why did I do it? What do I want?

This was a mistake. 

"Everything that has happened is my fault. I am screwing everything up. I can't do this anymore. I wish Dan had never met me. He would be so much better off." I gushed. Phil sat down next to me putting his arm around me and my crying slowed to a sniffle.

"What do you want (y/n)?" Phil asked, but not in a snobby way as if I weren't welcome. In a way to get me to come out and say what I truly want.

"I don't know. I need to see Dan to decide if me not being in his life is better for his career. Not now. Please don't tell him I was here. I will meet him at a coffee shop tomorrow at noon and don't let him expect anything to happen. Just like every agreed in the note." I said standing up. I wasn't sad or mad, I wasn't anything really. Besides guilty for putting all this on Dan. From the beginning. Even when I wasn't physically in his life I was making him miserable.

Phil looked at me taking the note from my outstretched hand. He looked at me again pulling the flower from behind my ear. I had forgotten it was there.

"Give that to Dan. Please. Let him know I was wearing it." I said. I had no idea how he would interpret that, and I had no intention to find out. He nodded and I stood up walking back to my car. I could feel Phil watch me before he shut the door.

My mind was set. 

I was only going to see him to clear things up. Me being gone was better for everyone.

Woah, crazy there much. I do realize the story is kind of getting hard to follow, but here are the basics.

They miss each other

Dan wants her back

She thinks it's a bad idea because she blames herself for the slight downfall of his YouTube career

She slowly goes insane from guilt b/c she cause the downfall and the pain of the "breakup"

She needs to clear things up because she thinks it's best, even though it's not.

Thanks! Stay awesome!

~Calymari