Heartbroken ❥ Dan Howell x Reader

Chapter Three

i just want to say that even though i literally just said that i'll be updating frequently I probably won't be able to update for a few days... pretty serious personal stuff. i'll be back in 3-10 days. after this stuff is over, i'll be back with an extra long chapter :D

*Still Dan's POV*
The second girl walked out to the living room and I internally freaked put. The girl... It was (Y/n). The (Y/n). She started to introduce herself. "Hi, I'm (Y/n), nice to meet you-" She cut herself off. She looked at me. Right in my eyes. I felt physically nervous. Then she looked at Phil. Then at me.

(Y/N) was actually just a few inches off from my height, so I felt less awkward than with Emma. (Y/N), for some reason seemed incredibly awkward.

She paused then tried to speak again "Oh, s-sorry I - ugh I mean... M - My..." She was interrupting herself a lot. "Well, I'm awkward, nice to meet you." She said. I laughed, maybe a bit too much. She seemed to notice, and I felt my cheeks burning up.

Phil introduced himself, and I looked up, realizing that it was my turn to speak. I tried to act cool and confident, but I messed it up and stuttered even more than (Y/n). "Oh - I erm... see, I - I um... H - Hi, my name is Dan." I stuck out my hand and she shook it. I don't know if I've ever felt so embarrassed, nervous, and excited all at once.

~(Y/N)'s POV~
Emma led you all to the living room, which she had already fully furnished, although you set up all your consoles. You all sat down on the couches to begin the dreaded small talk, when Phil said, "Oh, your TV is on..."

You all glanced up at the TV and to your embarrassment, your MarioKart game was still on the TV. You could have swiftly apologized, turned it off, and that would be that... Your idols were watching you though, so of course something went wrong.

Dan commented "I love MarioKart! You play?" When he asked if you played something in his tone sounded... dishonest. Like he already knew the answer. You ignored it, and turned around to face Dan before you answered - when you turned, you stubbed your pinkie toe on the coffee table. You gasped in pain and held your foot.

"Oh ouch, I know you hate that!" Dan blurted out. He seemed to immediately regret it, but the words had already escaped his lips. You wondered how he knew that. The only way he would was if he watched your first Q&A ever, where you were asked your top 3 pet peeves.

"I mean, everyone does." You said smiling sheepishly. You didn't want to ask him how he knew. "And, yes I do play." You said proudly.

Emma laughed and said, "(Y/N) you don't just play, you dominate. Those poor people on the internet had no clue what they had coming."

"Well, I find the time for practice." You said. A more accurate statement would've been that you wasted your life away practicing, but Dan and Phil didn't need to know that. You walked up to the TV then turned it off, and put your switch in sleep mode.

"So, what do you two do for a living?" Phil asked. Oh god. The dreaded question. It was very difficult to explain to people that you were a YouTuber without making yourself sound like a pornstar. Then you realized that this was Dan and Phil. They were YouTubers too! Of course, you didn't want to tell them about your channel. Them finding it and watching the shit you put on the internet was possibly your worst nightmare. Instead, Emma swooped in and saved the day with the excuse you both always used.

"We're both program managers at Google." Emma said. She knew you were obsessed with Dan and Phil, but hadn't seen their faces except for when you watched them, and she occasionally peeked over your shoulder, so she had no idea that this was the Dan and Phil you were obsessed with.

"Interesting!" Phil said. It actually didn't sound very interesting at all, but Phil was very polite. "Dan and I are video editors." Phil said.

Emma commented about how she always thought video editing was interesting, but you couldn't help snickering. Their cover job sounded like they were porn editors. You wanted to stop yourself, but your dirty mind took over. Dan noticed you laughing and practically read your mind, saying, "Not videos like th - that... Adverts. We edit adverts."

Then there was silence for a few moments, when suddenly a crash came from your bedroom. You and Emma rushed over to find, to your horror, the ring light that you used to film broken on the floor, with glass everywhere. You left your window open and a strong breeze had knocked it over. "Fantastic..." You sighed. You and Emma knelt down to sweep up the glass when Dan and Phil appeared in your doorway. They saw the camera pointing to your bare mattress, where you filmed your latest video.

A camera pointing to a mattress, that doesn't look weird at all.

"Woah..." Phil said quietly, looking at your monitors and intense gaming pc. You had two monitors, side by side, with your pc under the desk. They were the first thing you set up when you moved in. You were very proud of your gaming setup.

One monitor was opened to your YouTube channel's home page, and the other was opened to the video you were editing that morning. Oh God... Your channel. There was no way around it. They'd find your videos, and watch them, hate you and never speak to you again. You started to panic, and it wasn't at the disco (i'm sorry). Dan looked at the monitors. Then you. The monitors. Emma. You.

"You don't work for Google, do you?" He asked. "Well, technically indirectly, but... You're a YouTuber... Aren't you?"

oh look at dan being straightforward and that cliffhanger :o there'll be a lot to take in in the next chapter, i promise! as i said in the beginning, i will be gone for a few days. i'll come back with a bang though! just you wait ;) (it's an expression, people. get your mind out of the gutter)

bye my beautiful babes!

-Kayla xx