Alone | Dan x Reader | Phil's Sister

Friendship is Strange

Hey guy! What's good?

I have finally managed to get rid of that really annoying boy! He doesn't talk to me anymore and it's great!

ALSO! The song above is not the best for the chapter, but I love it so yeah.

I apologize in advance for this chapter. 

ENJOY!

(y/n)'s POV

I woke up, curled up underneath a blanket, my head resting on Dan's lap. He was already awake, cereal in hand, watching an anime. He seemed do into it, his face focused on the colorful pictures across the screen. I loved how involved in things he can get. I sat up carefully as to not startle him and have cereal spilled on me.

"Good morning, love. Are you alright now?" Dan asked. He paused his show and looked at me for my answer. I could feel my stomach shifting nervously at the pet name, making it impossible to speak.

"I-uh. Yes. I just had a little thing. It's fine." I said, referencing last night. He had held my hand. My lord.

"Good, do you want some cereal?" He asked, standing up.

"Oh, I can get it myself." I said.

"No, that's fine. I'm getting myself some more tea anyway." Dan said. I nodded and he disappeared into the kitchen. I checked my phone to see it was 10:27 November 19.

Yikes.

Tomorrow was my birthday. I was going to be turning 22. It was quite an age difference between Phil and I, but let's just say that I was definitely not planned. My mum always wanted a girl anyways, so it wasn't that big of a deal. I wasn't too fond of my birthday. It wasn't bad, but I always hate when people give me gifts and make everything about me. I just really hate the attention. It makes me feel guilty.

Having Phil as a brother doesn't make it better. He's so sweet and an amazing brother, but when my birthday rolls around, he goes a little insane and so does Ella. I remember when I was turning 12, Ella, Phil, my parents, and all my friends held a surprise movie birthday party for me a couple days after my birthday. I burst into tears and ran. My mum had to come convince me to come have a good time. I really hate it when others aren't happy and I am. It makes me feel like I'm the worlds worst person.

Sometimes this trait can be great, but it can also be your worst enemy. (I know from experience. This is what my life is like. ): )

"(y/n)?" Dan asked. He was holding a bowl of cereal, which I accepted. He placed a tea on the coffee table in front of me.

"What are you thinking about?" Dan asked, taking a seat next to me. I looked over at the mess of limbs that was Phella.

"Phil + Ella + My birthday = disaster" I said, taking a spoonful of lucky charms.

"Why a disaster?" Dan asked. I turned to face him, my legs criss crossed.

"I am not to fond of my birthday." I said, shrugging. "And Phil and Ella go a little crazy."

"Well, why do you not like it?" Dan asked, miming my seated position.

"I hate having people do things for me. I really don't like the attention because it makes me feel guilty." I explained.

"(y/n), it's just their way of appreciating you for everything you are and what you do. You shouldn't feel guilty considering you treat everyone like it's their birthday everyday." Dan said.

"I guess. Thanks Dan. Maybe now I'll be able to survive what ever crazy thing they have planned. Do you have any idea what it is? Please don't say surprise. I hate those for so many different reasons." I said.