Still Holding On (A Daniel Howell x reader)

Chapter 33

Y/n's POV

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I woke up the next morning, hearing soft snores next to me. I look over my shoulder to see a sleeping Dan, smiling slightly.

I smile and get up. I walk out of the room and enter the bathroom, glancing at the mirror. I look away then look again noticing that theres something on my neck.

I move my shirt a little and see a prominent hickey on my shoulder. Shit. I dont have my makeup or anything. Phil doesn't know. That's going to be a story I have to tell.

I sigh and move my shirt over it as much as I can. I do my business and walk out into the kitchen, not realizing Phil was eating cereal.

I jump at the sight of him and sigh.

"You seem jumpy," Phil says, laughing after he finishes chewing.

"Sorry. I didn't see you," I laugh awkwardly.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"What's that?"

I panic.

"Hm?"

"What's on your wrist?"

I sigh in relief and tell him that I drew on myself.

"Y/n as usual. Where's Dan?"

"He's in his room still sleeping."

He smirks. I think he knows but doesn't want me to realize that.

"What's with the smirk?"

"Nothing."

"Phil!"

"You two aren't good at hiding anything, hence the mark on your neck."

"How do you know the mark's from Dan and not some other guy?"

"Because I never said any names and you said Dan. So Dan did it."

"Dammit Phil. You and your smartness."

He laughs. "Are you two a thing or?"

"Yes. Please don't kill him."

"I won't. I support you two and if you two get married, I'll be related to him."

I laugh. "Phil, we aren't related either."

"I see you as a sister more than anyone. I grew up with you. I trust you with everything. I came out to you first before anyone else. You are honestly like my little sister."

"Okay. I see you as an older brother too. But when are you gonna tell Dan? He should know."

"I know..." Phil says, putting his bowl in the sink after finishing.

He leans against the counter and thinks. "But what if he wants to move out or hates me because of it?"

"He won't Phil."

"Who won't?" I hear Dan say, stepping next to me.

I eye at Phil and motion him to tell him. He shakes his head and I sigh. Dan looks down at me confused and I peck him on the lips, earning myself a worried look.

"Don't worry Dan. He knows. I mean someone had to make it obvious," I say, moving my shirt, revealing ths hickey present on my collarbone.

He smiles slightly and scratches the back of his neck. "Sorry," he laughs nervously.

"It's alright. Now Phil, can you explain to Dan what we were talking about or do you want me to?"

"Y-you can."

With that, he scrambles off into his room. I don't see why Phil is so scared to tell Dan.

"Tell me what?"

"That I love you."

"I love you too but explain to me what's going on."

"Phil's gay."

"I know," he laughs.

"What?"

"I've known he was gay. I was just waiting for him to tell me but nooooo. He's a little arse and wouldn't tell me."

"He was scared you'd move out and or hate him."

"Why? I love him way to much to do that. He can be straight, gay, or a fucking giraffe for all I care."

"Wow. Same though."

"You're my straight gay giraffe though."

"Am I now?"

"Yes, now we need to go talk to Phil."

"That's a good idea."

Dan and I walk to Phil's door and I knock on it, earning myself a faint "come in." We walk in and Phil looks at us scared and Dan smiles at him.

"You're a little arse, you know?"

"What?" Phil says, confused.

"You should've told me. I wouldn't have minded. I love you way too much to move out, let alone hate you."

"I thought you wouldn't feel uncomfortable living with someone who likes guys."

"I don't care. As long as you don't try anything with me."

"I won't."

"Good. Why don't we go in the living room and watch a film?" I suggest.

"Sure," Dan says.

"Sure, why not? But what film?" Phil asks.

"How about a horror film?" I suggest, making Dan shake his head.

"Or we can watch BNHA?" Phil suggesting, winning both me and Dan. "BNHA it is."

And so, we all get ready. Phil grabs the blankets and pillows. Dan and I grab the snacks and get the movie going.

Since this house has fucking giants living in it, the popcorn is on the top shelf where I can't reach. I stretch my body and it was useless. I keep trying to get it until I see an arm grab it with ease.

"Thanks. I'm not a fucking giant like you two."

"Yeah I can tell."

He gives me the popcorn and I set it on the countertop. I decide to get seasoning for a type of popcorn I really enjoy.

I feel Dan come up behind me and hug me from behind. Its a sweet gesture coming from him. Though, he's been awfully touchy, not that that's a bad thing.

He sets his head on mine, with his ear against my hair, and I smile. I turn around and hug him.

"You alright?" I ask, making him give me a weird look.

"I'm fine, why?"

"You seem a lot more lovable, not that I'm complaining," I say, squeezing him a little tighter.

"I mean, I can be benevolent towards my girlfriend, can't I?" he says, smiling.

"Of course. I love you."

"I love you too."

We gather everything and walk out into the living room, seeing Phil struggling with the blankets. I set the popcorn on the coffee table and grab a few blankets.

We all get situated and put BNHA on.

I sit next to Dan and snuggle into him. He truely is like a teddy bear.

I look up at him and he looks down, noticing me staring at him.

"I love you."

"We have already established this, but I love you too," he says, pecking my lips.

I really have fallen for Daniel Howell.