My Angel ~ a dan howell x reader fanfic

Someone Who Cares

We seemed to play forever. We stayed in the gaming room for almost the whole night. Dan ended up showing me some funny Phan art of him and Phil.

"Oh wow, look at that one!" I said, pointing to a hyper realistic drawing of him and Phil.

"Yeah, some of our fans are really talented, and others are.... Scary." he said, as a Phan art of him and Phil as anime characters came up.

"That doesn't seem so bad, it's quite cute frankly." I said, pointing to the screen.

"Uh huh. We've only just started, it goes downhill from here." he said, scrolling.

"Oh, yes, and then there's the world of fanfiction." he sighed as he said that.

"Fanfiction? Isn't that like stories?" I asked, looking at the screen that read 'Dear Dan ~ a phan story'.

"Phan? Is that you and phil?" I asked, scrolling back to the story.

"Oh, yeah, a lot of people think me and him are dating." he said.

"Eh, I can kinda see it, but only in some moments in videos, but mostly because you guys are really close. You said you guys have been friends for 8 years. So of course you're close." I said.

"Yeah , I guess you're right." he said. "I wish people would see that, like sure they can ship us, but don't attack us about it." he said I nodded.

"Well, seriousness aside, let's read it!" I said, materializing my hand and grabbing at the phone. Dan moved it out of the way, and we ended up play fighting over it.

"Hey! Don't just take my phone!" he said, as he stood in on corner of the room, me in the opposite.

"Welp, come and get it!" Dan said. I materialized my whole body, and ran towards him. We ran around the room. I was up on the couch, and Dan was by the closet.

I was walking across the couch, and Dan seemed to have given up, and started to walk over to me.

I started to go a little faster, which I soon regretted. I hadn't noticed the pillow on the end of the couch, and I stumbled over it, causing me to hit my shin on the couch arm, and fall.

See, it all seemed to go in slow motion. I got thrown over the side, and Dan just so happened to be at the end.

It was really cliché. The classic, girl trips and falls on top of the guy.

"Ow." Dan said, oblivious to our position. It was quite awkward, Dan had slipped on a pillow, that was on the ground. His legs were under the couch which made the fact that he tried to sit up horrible.

He sat up, which cause me to wack my still materialized head on the couch.

"Oh, sorry!" Dan said, then he noticed. His face turned pink. "Jeez im so sorry!" he said.

"No problem." I said, I just dematerialized and float up and off of him.

"That was mostly my fault, and since i can't even get hurt, it was worse on your end." I said, sitting on the couch arm.

"That was so cliché." he said, removing his legs from under the couch.

"Yeah. I guess it really was." I replied. Dan had started to giggle, which turned into laughter.

"Why are you laughing?" I say, starting to giggle myself.

"You were just so serious, you sounded like professor Umbridge from Harry Potter." Dan giggled.

"Ew. don't compare me to Satan herself." I giggled.

"You watched Harry Potter?" Dan asked, excitedly.

"Only obsessively of course." I said.

"Dork." he replied.

"I'm sorry, but who made the reference?" I smirked.

"Good point m'lady."

"And calls people m'lady?" I mocked. My head shot around at the sound of loud and heavy footsteps. It certainly wasn't Ambriel.

"(y/n)?" Dan asked and I held out my hand to silence him. I listened quietly, standing up to investigating.

"Oh wow, she's not busy with her lame life for once." a voice insulted. It was that reject Zach.

"Shit." I murmured to myself. Him and his goons came bounding into the gaming room and I could feel Dan watching me confused. "What the hell do you want?" I hissed, letting Dan know there was someone else here. His head turned away, occupying himself with his phone and eavesdropping.

"Oh, we got bored. So we came here, we needed a punching bag." he said.

"What the fuck does that mean?" I said. I knew exactly what it meant. But without any warning, I felt Zach's fist meet my jaw, and I was knocked over. Pain spread through my face and neck as I fell backwards to the floor. I could taste metal in my mouth as I swallowed.

"Stop." I croaked. He glared down at me, Dan helplessly observing behind me.

"Why don't you just get your boyfriend to help you?" he smirked, reeling back and kicking me in the side. I let out a groan. I cursed this damn apartment. I cursed my binded soul. I cursed everything.

In this instance I thought of my father. He was kind, happy and always knew what to say, but second death had taken him and I promised myself that I wouldn't let that happen to me or anyone else that I love. Sadly, not being able to live in the Capital made this death like real life, just lonelier. I will not let him come even close to killing me.

"Shut up! Get out of here! You don't know him or me!" I screamed, kicking at his legs. I watched as I made him stumble and I forced myself up, wiping a little blood from my lip.

"Just get the fuck out of here." I said, pointing in a random direction.

"Fine. I'll leave you and your dumbass boyfriend." he said.

I waited for them to be gone.

"They left." I said, turning back to Dan.

"(Y/N)!" he said standing up, looking panicked. "Are you okay, because your mouth is like the red sea." he said. I looked down at my chest, there was a small stain where the blood dripping from my mouth.

"I'll have to go to the capital. That's really the only way I can be treated." I said.

"What the hell happened?" dan asked, sitting back down. Since my shirt was already stained, i used it to soak up the blood.

"There is this guy. His name is Zach. He decided he hated me, and likes to torment me. This time he decided since he was bored he would visit me, and then make fun of you and hit me." I said.

"I thought everyone was supposed to be peaceful after they die?" dan said.

"Funny joke." I responded.

"Well, they can fuck off." he said. It made me smile knowing Dan cared for me. It felt like it has been a while since someone cared.

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