*your POV*
It's been around a week since the day of the fair. Dan and I have texted a little bit, but besides that there was no communication between us.
The only social activities I've participated in was hanging out with lily and work, but I consider work physical torture that Im basically forced to do so I can survive, so I guess that doesn't really count does it?
I groaned as I woke up to the sun gleaming through my black bedroom curtains, disturbing my peaceful sleep.
Instead of burrowing back into my covers to hide away from the social life I didn't have, I adjusted my eyes to the light And grabbed my phone of my bedside table. Then Sitting up and clicking on the phone to check the time.
12:00pm
"Shit" I mumbled.
I quickly whipped the covers off myself and ran to the bathroom, realizing my show was gonna be on at one so I needed to get ready fast.
As I was about to open the bathroom door, I slammed my foot into it instead. Today was honestly not my day
"FUCK!" I screamed in annoyance, but quickly brushed it off, grabbing a towel and washcloth out of the cupboard and hopping in the shower.
-
Once I was out of the shower I ran into my room, with my towel wrapped around my body, quickly throwing on my black skinny jeans, favorite band t-shirt, combing through my hair, and putting my phone in my back pocket.
I then quickly ran into the kitchen and grabbed a tub of my favorite ice cream and a big spoon, then plopping down on my living room couch.
As I clicked on the tv with my remote I had realized I missed my show. Today really was not my day.
Instead of watching Tv I decided to go on my laptop, which was conveniently placed on my coffee table in front of me.
Once it was powered on, I logged into my Twitter Account and decided to just scroll through my feed. As I was lazily scrolling I come across a Twitter Account with the username danisnotonfire.
I click on the account and soon realized it's dans. He has around 3.3 million followers and a blue check by his name.
"Jesus Christ" I mumbled to myself, shocked by the high number.
I also realize there's a link to a YouTube channel in his bio. I click it and I smile at the realization of what I've discovered.
I think Back to the day when I first met Dan and Phil in the coffee shop, and I had thought recognized them from a video on YouTube. Guess I was right.
I then click on his most recent video and began to watch, finding Phil's and the gaming channel shortly after.
-
After about an hour of watching their videos and eating a tub of ice cream, I'm snapped back into the real world by my phone buzzing from beneath me.
I pick it up to find a text from Dan.
[Dan 🌚]
Come outside now
YOU ARE READING
White Crayon ||Danisnotonfire x Reader||
Fanfiction"Why does the white crayon even exist? It's so pointless" "Because it's the most important crayon" "And how is that" "Because when it's dark, we need it to see the light" "Kinda like me and you" || A Danisnotonfire aka dan howell x Reader fan fictio...