Can I Be More?(Dan Howell x Male Reader)

1

It was then that I started to regret even going to that town. It looked run down and old. Though I couldn't exactly complain, it was far better than the old dirty apartment I used to live in.
I drive into the streets of my new drive, it actually looks so much nicer than I expected and I'm glad I finally could be able to afford a place like this one. The sky seems so clear and the streets seem smooth, like if you went out barefoot it'd feel like a mattress.
While driving down, I seem to have gotten some stares, is it my car? Nah, its seriously a wonderful car, I mean, at least I think so. G-Wagons are cool right?

I pull up into the drive way, as my (Eye colour) scans the house in front of me. Its beautiful. Call me silly for admiring a house as you should admire a person, but this house deserves positive personification. The outside is white, and the trim is a like beige. It looks so clean. The garage door is patterned as a diamond and the stained blue glass stood above it. The second floor was bound to be catching a lot of light, as there were three big windows shone above. I got out of my car, and stood in awe before glancing at the key to the front door. Before I could walk forwards, I heard a voice behind me, followed by close footsteps.

"Hey! You're the uh.. New neighbour right..?" A short woman with golden lochs greeted me, she had an Irish accent, I wonder if she moved to the UK just for travel,

"Yeah uh.." I answer her nervously, followed by a socially awkward giggle. "I'm (Y/N)." I greet her. Her blue eyes nod quickly and glance to what is probably her husband. "Jim! Come meet (Y/N)!"
Jim didnt exactly seem like he wanted anything to do with me, he had nice hair, and overall he didnt look that bad, besides the beer belly, and the messy scruff he had. He rolled his eyes before reaching out to shake my pale hand.
"Jim Rossen. That there is Macy, my wife." He too had the Irish accent, and I smile when I hear it.

"Well," I start to say. "I just moved here obviously, but this is the first time ive actually seen the house in person, I sent a few trucks over here to move my stuff in and such." I smiled once more. "Is there anybody else I could meet that you guys know is friendly?" I ask, nervously.

Macy hesitates, then she happily nods, pointing to a house with a light blue trim, and a nice car in the front. "They help me with groceries sometimes! Nice young boys." She says happily. "Like you!"

I smile and nod, waving them goodbye as I approach the house. I carefully press the doorbell, rocking back and forth with my feet, my hands behind my back. Its not everyday a strange boy comes to your door, so no, I don't exactly blame them for taking a while to answer the door. Before I gave up, the door clicked open, and two tall, pale, and extremely attractive boys opened the door, the one with raven black hair smiled.

"I'm guessing you just moved in?" Before I could answer, he shook my hand. "I'm Phil, that's Dan! Dan is a bit anti social so--"

Dan cut him off with the wave of a hand. "I can introduce myself, thank YOU." He said playfully. "I'm Dan, like he said. Though I have many nicknames." He shook my hand as I stood almost speechless.

"I.. I'm.. (y/n)." I answer, then continue. "Its.. Nice to meet the both of you." I smile up at both of them, and Dan turns away quickly,
Uh oh, did I do something wrong?
"Sorry I uh.. I get nervous super easily."

Phil shrugs. "That's alright so do I! Dan don't be rude.."
He elbows him, and only then do I realize I'm still holding his hand.
I quickly draw back, no wonder he was facing away, I'm such a dork..

"Sorry!" I mentally face palm. "Uh.. I'll he having a.. Somewhat of a welcome party.. So if you guys wanna go..?" I nervously fiddle with my fingers, but Phil reluctantly nods.

"Of course we can go! When is it?" He asks politely, Dan turns to me.

"Its tomorrow at Five..." I answer, avoiding all eye contact. Phil then nods and waves goodbye, signalling for Dan to come inside. "Cute little guy.." He says to Dan, which I don't hear the response since the door closes.
I blush,
They were making fun of me.. Agh..

I speed walk back to my house, starting to get ready for the next painful day of packing.

Authors Note:::: hey! Sallow here! If you enjoyed the first chapter and would like to hear more, let me know, and give suggestions please! Cause.. I have no idea what I'm doing sooooo yeah! -Sallowish~