Never Let Go - Danisnotonfire x Reader

"You're ruining my liveshow!"

Dan's POV:

Once we're home, I let go of Y/n's hand and make the excuse of hanging my coat up.

Instead I go into my room. I flop down on my bed and breathe heavily.

I can't believe I just did that! It went pretty well too, if I do say so myself.

I smile, replaying our kiss in my head. I was worried she'd refuse me, because she seemed in a bad mood earlier. It was probably me in the first place that made her upset...

Knock. Knock.

I sit up quickly, giving myself a head rush. Dammit.

"Come in!" I say.

Phil enters, a questioning look on his face. He comes over and sits on my bed.

"So...? How did it go?"

"Amazing," I breathe out.

"Did you go to a romantic place like I said?"

"Yup."

"Where did you go?"

"That's for me to know and you hopefully never to find out," I say, tapping my nose.

Phil rolls his eyes at me.

"Did she kiss you back?" he asks.

"Yeah..." I say, licking my lips subconsciously.

"You're progressing, my young padawan," he says, winking.

I grin at him. Then sigh.

"Ugh, Phil, she's so... perfect."

He smiles, but it looks forced.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I ask.

"Nothing," he says quickly. He avoids my eye contact.

"It must be boring, listening to me talking about her all the time..." I mumble. "I'm sorry."

Phil shakes his head and smiles. "It's fine." He gets up and walks out.

*le time skip*

Back to you!

You lie back on your bed, sighing with happiness. He'd kissed you. You want to scream it from the rooftops, but you also want to keep it all to yourself, want it to be just your little secret.

His little 'speech' thing was perfect.

You close your eyes and remember the feeling of his lips against yours. Sure, they were a bit chapped, but you didn't care. Yours were too.

Phil's POV:

He's getting so irritating. It's like Y/n is the only thing on his mind. Scratch that, she is the only thing on his mind.

He hasn't made a video for ages now, he's so caught up in her life.
I'm just pushed to the side, forgotten about. People say that Dan's better looking than me anyway... I try not to let it show, but that hurts. Really hurts. I'm just as good for y/n as Dan is. I wish she would realise that.

Back to you!

You open your laptop, still shaking slightly from the thrill of about an hour ago.

You watch a few videos on YouTube you've missed out on, then click on to Twitter. You feel like stalking someone.

Why not the person you just kissed?

You type in '#danisnotonfire' into the search bar. There are a few photoshops of Dan's face on a toaster, which are hashtagged with #danisnotatoaster.

Strange... viewers are weird sometimes. You should know, you used to be one of them.

You close your laptop and walk out into the hallway, stretching. Dan and Phil are nowhere to be seen.

You knock on Dan's door.

"Liveshow!" he yells.

"Sorry!" you say and begin to walk away.

"Wait! Come and see everyone!" he says, opening his door and skidding across the wooden floor after you.

He grabs your hand and drags you back. He lets go when you both get in, though.

"Say hi, Y/n!" he says.

"Uh - hi," you say to the camera, waving awkwardly.

The comments explode with things like:

OMW IT'S Y/N!!!!

#(ship name between you and Dan)

Hiiiiii!

Omg I LOVE you!! You're so pretty!

You smile at the camera. "Yes, it is me. Hi to you too, and thanks."

Dan smiles at you, then gets a mischievous look.

"Okay, bye! You're ruining my liveshow," he says, pushing you out the door playfully.

You pout at him, wave at the camera and go out. He gets up from his "butt chair" and follows you into the hallway, planting a quick kiss on your cheek.

He winks at you then disappears into his room again, leaving you standing there, blushing wildly and holding a hand to your face.