Internet Infatuation (YouTuber Fanfiction)

Part XI

Caspar POV

At exactly six o' clock, Joe and I stood in front of Dan and Phil's hotel room door, and I have to admit that I was kind of nervous to see what they had in store for us. Knowing Dan and Phil, it seriously could've been anything. Maybe it'll be easy, like YouTuber Whispers.

I could not have been more wrong.

Joe knocked, and seconds later, we were greeted by Phil himself. "Hey, you guys made it!"

"Of course," I said, chuckling slightly in response. Phil stepped aside, smiling pleasantly as Phil Lester often does, and let the two of us inside their room. It was identical to our own, except they were a little ( okay, a lot ) neater than ours. Well, maybe Phil's side was neater than ours. Dan's was better than my side by far, but that honestly wasn't saying much.

Anyways, once we took a few steps inside, I saw Dan in the kitchen, digging through the fridge for sorting, and waved exaggeratedly when I caught his attention. He grinned, and said,"Jaspar!" then came over to greet me with one of those "straight-boy-but-all-homo hugs.

I clapped his shoulder after pulling away, and asked,"So, what did guys have planned for our video, today?"

"Well, I was thinking about reacting to weird porn, but Phil didn't want to do that much, so ended up deciding on some good natured truth or dare. Sound alright?"

I nodded, somewhat uneasy about what some of the dares could be, but then again, if anything too private happens, I'll just ask the boys to delete the footage. "Sounds good. Did you come up with the questions, or did you ask Twitter?"

"Twitter, but Phil was the one who chose most of the requests, so they probably won't be too dirty," Dan told me, smiling fondly at that, and rolling his eyes. God, if I never have the relationship that I want with Joe, I hope our friendship can at least be like theirs. Maybe it kind of is, already, but not quite at their level. Hell, Dan and Phil have something that I would consider completely unattainable by anyone else in the world, it's that special.

"You'd be surprised, Dan Howell!" Phil shouted from the living room, where he was setting up the camera equipment and chatting with Joe.

"Alriiight," Dan said, clearly disbelieving of the idea that Phil Lester would attempt of anything risqué. "Want anything to drink?" he asked, addressing Joe and I.

Joe shook his head, but I settled for a bottle of water, because I was the type of person where I'd want it only when I didn't have it, so better safe than sorry, right? I took a small sip, then sauntered over to the couch where the camera was aiming at, and plopped down next to Joe. I was on the end, and Joe was between Phil and I, and I presumed that Dan would take the seat on the other end beside Phil. However, I was proved wrong when Dan decided to stretch his body across all three of our laps, resting his head on the arm rest on the end opposite of mine. I guess is would be going up on his channel, as it was the most subscribed of us all.

"Wait... Did anyone actually turn the camera on?" Joe asked, after the fact.

"Fuck," Dan muttered, then reluctantly got up and dashed over to the camera to hit record. Once the red light flickered on, he came back to us and lied back down on us before any of us could object to it. He addressed the camera, and said,"Before you ask, I'm not going to have sex with anyone on this couch."

Wow, great intro, Dan.

"Shame," Joe muttered, pouting at Dan and batting his eyes. I rolled my eyes at his playfulness, but noticed Phil's eyes widen in horror at the idea of it. I'll admit, it wasn't too pretty for myself to picture, either, but there's a camera filming. I wasn't going to let anyone analyze more than they should.