pause // dan howell x reader

Chapter 7 - Smile

Your POV

As soon as you finish filming a video you go over to your laptop to start importing it.

"Really? An hour?" You moan in complaint. The video is only 15 minutes of filming, why does it need to take an hour? To distract yourself, you open up your emails and start going through some sent by fans. After shuffling through about 40, you read one last email. This email isn't sent from any fan though.

"Hi Y/N,

We'd like to thank you for appearing on BBC Radio 1 last week. Many people were very excited to see you and we got a lot of positive feedback about you. The listeners are wanting more so we're going to give it to them.

We're offering you to come on the show again tomorrow. Please give this some consideration and we hope you reply soon.

Kind Regards,
Your Friends from BBC"

Again? They want you again? Y/F/N on BBC Radio 1 twice. This is unreal. Before you could start bouncing off the walls, your phone vibrates with a notification.

"@danisnotonfire: everybody tune in to BBC Radio 1 tomorrow for another addition of a @Y/YT/N spectacular"

You throw your phone and leap over to your closet. The doors open and clothes go everywhere, you are unable to contain your excitement.

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Again, the tall building daunts you as you get out the taxi. This time you aren't as nervous but you're still a bit shaken. What if you're awkward as hell? You might slip up. You shove those thoughts to the back of your mind and fiddle with your clothes to make sure you look presentable.

"It's okay, You'll be fine. You're amazing." You calmly whisper Dan's words. After you walk through the glass doors you greet the same receptionist who seems more ecstatic than usual.

"Hi there Y/N! The broadcast is starting in 15 minutes. I recommend you hurry up there!" She flounces and plays with her black hair.

"Oh okay, thanks..." You pause, not knowing her name.

"Polly." She smiles and you wave back as you rush to the elevator. Honestly, you didn't know what you thought of Polly. She seems nice and friendly but then she kinda feels fake, too polished to perfection.

She did humiliate you for starters, by sending you to Dan's dressing room... and Phil's. But you're not going to make that mistake again. The elevator doors open and you start going to the studio.

"Y/N..." You hear a whisper.

"Oh hey Dan. What's up?" You reply to him, his head poking out of his dressing room door.

"Come chill here." He suggests and you look over to him weirdly.

"Uh why?" You laugh.

"Well, none of the team are in the studio. Do you really want to sit in there alone?"

"I guess you have a point." You shrug and stroll over to Dan's door. He lets you in and sits down on the couch.

"So this is where the magic happens?" You smirk sarcastically.

"Yep, all the tears are shed here." Dan chuckles and looks at the wall.

"Oh poor you." You tease and sit down next to him.

"In fact, I've had..." Dan looks down at his fingers and starts counting.

"6 existential crises!" He holds the number of fingers up to you and you simply laugh back at his cuteness.

"And where do these 'crises' take place?" You grin at him and he jumps off the sofa.

"Right here!" Dan points to the rug. He looks up at you smiling and your eyes meet. You quickly get up from your spot and poke his dimple.

"Hey, don't!" He held his cheek.

"That's what you get for being adorable- I mean, uh..." You shake your head but Dan laughs at you.

"When does the show begin?" You rub your arm and Dan smiles at you sweetly.

"I think in 7 minutes." He nods. What now? How do you progress the conversation when you're still mentally face palming yourself? Thankfully, Dan starts to talk.

"I realised I still haven't got your number." He mumbles and fiddles with something in his pocket.

"Still? Were you planning on getting my number before, Mr. Howell?" You lean forward and nudge him.

"Uh, well. I g-"

"Don't sweat it. Give me your phone." You laugh and Dan chuckles back, handing you his phone. You and Dan talk for a bit about how stupid some phone apps are until you get hailed to the studio.

"Hi Y/N!" Phil chirps and hugs you as you enter the room.

"Hey Phil, are you excited?" You ask walking over to the desk.

"Of course, I'm glad you're back! Let's do this!" He swings his arm with enthusiasm.

"Alright! Everybody into position!" The producer calls and raises his hand. Just like last time. 5 seconds. You watch his fingers fold down as each second passes. Pressing your lips together, you feel something tightly squeeze your hand. You look down to see Dan swaying it back and forth.

"Remember to smile." He leans over and you look up at him with a warm grin.

"I will." You reply and Dan drops your hand.

"Hey guys!" Phil waves as the broadcast begins.

"Hello internet!"

"We're here again with the magical... " Phil twiddles his fingers around you.

"Wait, no you have to be out of frame." He orders jokingly. You rapidly crouch down out of view from the camera.

"Ahem... We're here again with the magical Y/N!" Phil calls and you bounce up.

"Hi everyone!" You wave with a smile and look over to Dan giving you a thumbs up.

"So... We've got some news for you all." Phil became quite serious.

"Uh, what's this abo-" Dan tries to ask.

"And we're going to give you the answers you need!" Phil points.

"Some mysterious photos have been floating around the internet and I'm pretty sure all of you want to know-"

"Phil-"

"Who. This. Is." Phil stops Dan once more and holds his hand up. A photo appears on the monitor.

"What?" You gasp as you look at the picture. There's two figures walking side by side very happily. You recognise both of them, Dan and Polly.

"I'm pretty sure that's Kanye West. Not me." Dan chuckles nervously and you laugh at him. You laugh to show it doesn't hurt. You laugh to keep yourself from crying. You laugh in hope of him watching, so he can fall for your smile. Just as hard as you fell for his. But, there's no point in that anymore, is there?

My jesus, you guys are amazing! Thank you for all your support and comments, you guys are funny af :D I hope you have an amazing day, or sleep - I don't know when you're reading this.

I really appreciate you, thank you!