Why You? Sequel to Danny Boy (a Dan Howell/danisnotonfire fanfiction) *UNEDITED*

11) Addi

I step out of the shower and dry off. I put my pajamas back on and go back into my room.

Wow. I've been here for like a week, and know Dan and Phil for like two, and I'm already calling the guest room 'my room.'

I stand up straight after blow drying my hair and nearly fall over. Luckily I catch myself.

Crap. The dots are back. I think to myself.

I guess I should explain. Ever since I was little, at random times my vision would get clouded with black dots. Usually they went away after three or four minutes, but sometimes they kept getting bigger and bigger and I would eventually pass out. No one knows what's wrong. I've had my blood tested, I've had an EKG, lots of stuff and no one knows why.

Luckily they go away after I sit down for a second. I look in the mirror at the fluffy, slightly curled mess that is my hair.

I pull out my wand and attempt to tame the monster.

After five minutes on one piece I give up. "You aren't going to cooperate are you?"

I sigh and pull half of it up into a bun. I'll deal with it later.

I go into the bathroom with my makeup bag. I wasn't going to put it on until later, but with my hair not working I'll do it now.

I start with concealer after putting on my moisturizer and primer.

Then comes eye shadow, eyeliner, mascara, foundation, powder, bronzer, blush, eyebrow, and lipstick. It seems like a lot but I apply it all in small amounts so I don't look like a caked mess.

I'm in the middle of my right eyebrow when Dan calls up, "I thought you'd be done in twenty?"

"I decided to do my makeup now instead of later, but you get the privilege of my natural hair." I shout back.

When I'm done I go back into my- the guest room and put on some army green, high rise skinnies, and a black sweater that has cat whiskers stitched on it in gold thread.

I go back down stairs, and plop down on the sofa in between Dan and Phil.

I look expectantly at Phil, then Dan who don't look up from their laptops.

"Why did you yell at me to hurry up if all you were going to do is scroll?"

Dan answers without looking up from a gif of some anime. What? I've procrastinated watching them okay? Too caught up in Doctor Who and crying over Nico di Angelo.

"We want food." He says.

"Dan!" Phil scolds looking up from a gif of his own, a puppy and a kitten. How Phil-like.

"Well it's true." Dan say.

"It's fine. But I'm going to spit in yours Dan!" I walk into the kitchen and hit the glass door. "Ow!"

Two laughs come from the living room. "Do you want food or not?" I call out, threateningly. They stop.

I look around the empty cupboards. Cabinets! Think American, Addi!

"We're having breakfast being I'm lazy!" I say hoping for no objections. "Requests?"

"Pancakes!" I hear one voice say.

"Toast!" I hear another.

I look back into the living room. "I swear all you guys eat are carbs and candy. I'm not complaining though."

I pull out a bowl, eggs, cream, cheese, and hot sauce. I'm from the South! (I consider Oklahoma in the southish) Everything has to have spice.

*le time skip because I don't want to type out the entire cooking thing*

"It's finished!" I call out and two tall men are in front of me in less than thirty seconds with full mouths and plates.

"You're the best, Addi." Phil says and Dan hums in agreement.

"I know." I say biting into my toast.

"But why no chocolate chips?" Dan asks.

"You ate them all!" I say and playful hit his arm.

"Well you could've used your magic woman powers to make some." He says.

"Dan, would you eat any chocolate that cans from a human?" Phil asks and I giggle.

He puts his head in his hands and mumbles something about our childishness.

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I let out a load groan I frustration and put my arm over my face.

"Why the groan?" Phil asks looking down at me. I'm laying in his lap and his computer is on my chest. My legs are on Dan and his is on my thighs. It's another story to how I got in that position.

I show Phil my phone for him to see the time.

"It's three fifteen so what?" He says.

"I have to go get ready. I honestly don't want to mess with my mop."

Dan sighs and looks over at me. "Then don't."

I stare at him like he just said that he hated Delia Smith. "Have you seen my natural hair?"

"No. I'm sure it's fine." Phil says.

"Ha yeah right. Lift up." I say and sit up to take my hair down. I mess with it so it's parts. "See a horrid, poofy mess."

Dan looks at me. "It's not bad."

"Dan, you don't have to be nice." I say nudging his shoulder.

"I'm not! It's just curly." He says tugging a strand.

"Yeah it's nice. Just do that thing where you put a few braids in it." Phil says.

"Aww Phil are you going to be a hair stylist when you grow up." I tease.

"Yes I am." He says jokingly.

"Okay I'll take your advise. But only because I made Dan not fix his a while ago." I sigh and go to do what Phil said.

After I've changed I come back down. I decided to look somewhat decent so I have a floral skirt that comes to mid-thigh, black lace tank top with light pink undershirt, black flats, and Dan's leather jacket. Yes I was wearing a lot of black but I like black okay?

"Wow Phil the braids actually don't look bad." I say finishing up the last one as I perch on the arm of the coach.

"You look nice." Phil says at the same time Dan says, "That's my jacket!"

"Thank you, Phil. IM KEEPING IT ON!" I say standing up and twirling on the last part.

"Fine but just because I'm not leaving the house tonight." He sighs.

"Thank you!" I kiss Dan on the cheek and then Phil. "Byee!"

Phil laughs and Dan just blushes. "Have a good time!" Phil calls after me.

"Don't get murdered!" Dan says.

I grab my purse and leave the house because I was already holding my phone. Alright time to meet up with someone I barely knew. Fun.

A/N:

I know super long right? I'm proud of myself. I kinda like this chapter.

Guess who Luke is? *wiggles eyebrows* What will happen? Hmmm? Is there something ironic to Dan's statement?

AND GUESS WHAT! YOU DONT GET AN UPDATE FOR AT LEAST TWO DAYS BECAUSE IM GOING TO BE GONE! LOVE YOU GUYS!

xoxo ~addigator