Out Loud ||Dan Howell x Reader||

Chapter 1

 I wasn't even able to knock on the door before my brother opened it and embraced me in a tight hug. I laughed softly into his chest while hugging him before, though I had to push myself away after a few moments. "It's nice to see you too Phil," I said, my voice just barely making a sound. He smiled at me, though I could see in his eyes that he was hurting from simply seeing me like this. Phil Lester, my older brother who was the sunshine in the corner of a dark sky. I knew he could help my darkest times, especially now. Mainly since he was the only person I really trusted now.

"How are you feeling? Did anything happen on the way here? Have you been drinking water?!" Phil interrogated me, concern resonating off of him. A small smile broke onto my face.

"I'm fine, Phil. I got here just fine, as you see, and yes, I have been drinking water," I responded, fidgeting with my suitcase slightly. Phil quickly opened the door for me and let me. I took my shoes off at the door before Phil led me up a few flights of stairs to the office. The futon has been pulled out with pillows and blankets decorating it. I placed my suitcase down on the futon and turned to Phil. "Is Dan not home?" I asked, not yet noticing his flatmate anywhere around.

"No, he went out to get some ice cream and tissues. We kind of thought that maybe we could all just lounge together tonight and watch some sad movies, you know, to give you a good cry that isn't about... him," Phil said, smiling sheepishly. I gave Phil a small smile, nodding to the idea. The door downstairs opened, sounding that someone was home.

"Phil? Is (y/n) here yet?" Dan called out. Phil and I made our way down the stairs before we met Dan in the hallways. "Oh, hey (y/n)!" Dan smiled at me and outstretched his arms slightly in hopes to give me a hug, but I shook my head. Although he was my brother's best friend and flatmate, I had lost complete trust in everyone after my ex-boyfriend, except for Phil, of course. It was sad to say, but I did not trust Daniel Howell. He can be unpredictable, and I never know if he will just leave my brother one day and never speak to him again, or if he would hurt me in some way. I'm unsure if I can trust him...

"Did you get the ice cream?" Phil broke the awkward silence between the three of us, grabbing the Tesco bag from Dan's hands. Looking inside, he nodded and made his way to the lounge. I followed close behind him before taking my place at the far end of the couch. Dan entered the lounge soon after with three spoons in his hands. I rummaged through the Tesco bag and picked up a pint of (flavour) ice cream. Dan handed me a spoon as I began to open my pint of ice cream.

"What should we watch?" Dan asked, taking a seat in his sofa crease. Phil pulled out his phone from his pocket and opened a list.

"Phil, did you write down a list of the movies we're watching?" I questioned, giving my brother an odd look. Phil smiled at me and nodded, handing me his phone to look at the list. Browsing over it, I could very quickly tell that all of these movies would probably make me cry — what a great brother. "How about we watch this one first," I said, pointing out one of the bullet points on the list. Phil gave a nod in agreeance before pulling up the movie on Netflix. Dan stood from his crease and went to turn off all of the lights and close the curtains, shrouding the room in complete darkness before he sat back down. I found a blanket near me and curling up in my spot. Taking me ice cream and my spoon, I took a bite from the cold treat and watched as the movie began to play.