It all started when Dan strolled into Nandos in search of nourishment when out of thin air the universe decides "hey this string bean of a human doesn't believe in fate? Why not make him almost wet himself in a very public restaurant because he can't fathom the idea that his idol is actually breathing in a fifteen foot vicinity near him."
Dan tried his best to not go to the point of dehumanizing Phil. Dan didn't find it incredibly difficult to remember this gorgeous human being had flaws and a personality off camera but he concluded that having an abnormally strong desire to see said flaws and get to know Phil's real personality was creepier than idolising him.
In fact when video chatting his parents when he went on a trip alone for the first time Dan forgot that those amalgamations of pixels were real. It's possible he didn't have a star struck moment and just was experience some weird reverse, virtual, culture shock.
Dan was so lost in his own celebrity crush moral dilemma he was lucky to even recall were he was, let alone what his order was. Phil was sitting about two tables away from Dan gnawing down on god knows what. He wasn't the most dignified eater but to hormone filled Dan he was the most breathtaking creature he had ever seen.
You can do it Dan people probably go up to him every day. Wait what if that's a bad thing? what if I'm bothering him but he's too nice to say anything and I will never know it? what if it's not actually him and whoops now I'm having an unnecessary detailed daydream/nightmare about every possible way this could go wrong.
"HiImDanIreallylikeyourvideosthey'rereallycoolandumyoureallysweetandkindwellatleastyouseemthatwayinyourvideosnotthatI'maccusingyouofbeingahorriblepersonoffcamerait'sjustthatuhcanIhugyou?"
How did I even get here? Did I get up and walk over here? I am basically an adult at this point I bet even his youngest fans are less awkward than me. What did I even say to him? I should probably stop staring at hi-Oh my god he's hugging me. He's SO warm, he's smells nice.Jesus that was creepy Wow I'm such a loser. Am I saying this out loud I really can't tell at this point.
"Hey I like your shirt, Muse is really cool!" Phil states almost cooing at Dan trying to lift him from his almost hypnotized state.
"Huh? Oh! Y-you like muse too! That's pretty... bodacious! Wait what am I? Some surfer from some American drama? Uh ok so I promise me being like...this, is not entirely based on your youtuber status. I'm this awkward around everybody but once you get to know me I get... Mooorrrree... Uh" Dan tried his best not seem like a complete obsessive spaz in front of Phil
"Bodacious?" Phil replied, taking the liberty to spare him from trying to be coherent, even if the cost was Dan's dignity.
"Sure." Dan appreciated that Phil thought that he hadn't royally screwed up enough to have the skill to keep up with playful teasing.
"You know It's nice to have someone my age somewhat close around the area! Do I have some way of contact you?" Phil offered wondering if he is breaking some kind of secret YouTube rule about asking for a fans number.
This is great Dan.He can get to know the part of your personality that isn't all just mumbles and blabbering! Just give him you number or your skype! That way he can get to know you persona-
"I have a Fan account on instgram you should follow it! We could be like D.M. Friends!" Dan spouted, the word "D.M. friends" drenched in regret.
Way to go Dan! Tell him to follow the account where you call him daddy. This is why you don't have any friends.
A.N. Ok so I forgot this account was a thing and then all of a sudden I just go hey let's write a new chapter. I didn't even have a consistent upload schedule when I was writing for this story. Zoinks Scoob it's free real estate!
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