DanIsNotOnFire Has My Heart On Fire

Skye is your average girl, bubbly, fun and has that one big crush. Not Harry Styles, not Josh hutcherson, but a boy who used to live around the corner from her, but barely knows her. Dan Howell, aka Danisnotonfire.

I'm going to have to put this story up to a higher rating for such adult themes- I hope you don't mind! Also I just want to say that self harm is NEVER an answer. Although here I describe it as a great release for Skye it won't make your problems go away. In fact it will only make your problems worse. So please guys- find healthier ways to deal with emotions. Thanks for reading!


6. Goodnight Daniel

"Phil!" Dan called, jumping up to greet his flat mate and best friend. I suddenly became really paranoid. What about if he gets annoyed with Dan for bringing a stranger in to the flat? What about if he doesn't like me? All these thoughts ran erratically through my mind. "Be calm" I told myself, and propped myself up on the sofa carefully (my ribs were still slightly sore) so I didn't look like I was taking too much advantage of Dan's hospitability.

It took a while for both Dan and Phil to appear in the living room. Clearly Dan was taking the time to explain the situation to Phil so he didn't have to be frightened to death at the image of a stranger in his flat. However, both boys did appear eventually. Dan walked in casually, and by searching his eyes for anything I should be worried about, it seemed okay. Phil cautiously poked his head around the door and smiled at me. In my head one half of me was nervous at his reaction, but the other half just completely fangirled over him. Wait until I tell Jackie!

"Hello Skye" Phil said sweetly. "Hello Phil" I replied with an equally big smile. "I'm really sorry about what happened to you on College Green Skye- some people can be real dic-". "Yes Phil, we're well aware" Dan interrupted laughing. "Anyway" Phil proceeded, not seeming too bothered about Dan's interruption, "you're welcome to stay here as long as you like. Clearly you've suffered some shock and I'm glad Dan came to your rescue! I would have done the same. Dan is obviously your knight in shining armour!" I laughed in response. Sounds like Dan had been exaggerating his brilliance a little to Phil. Well, at least I could sigh in relief and relax now. Phil has no problem with me. I don't know why I thought he would really- I watch his videos enough and join in his live shows every Saturday regularly to know he is a sweet and caring person!

"Anyway, I'm going to bed. It has been a long day for me! I've been walking up and down Manchester as if it was Mount Everest and I am exhausted!" Phil announced. "Wait- have you eaten?" Dan said in concern. I found this amusing...they were like an old married couple! "Yeah I have. No worries! Goodnight Dan, Goodnight Skye". And with that Phil waved and retreated to his bedroom.

"Are you hungry?" Dan questioned me. "No, I'm still feeling sickly after all that toffee popcorn we just demolished!" I joked with him. During Shrek Dan produced a big bowl of it from the kitchen and it was gone within seconds. "Me neither" he replied. "Well, I think I should hit the hay too now. I'll just go get you a duvet and a change of clothes for pyjamas Skye. Feel free to use the bathroom". I sat confused. Was he implying me to stay the night? Dan seemed to realise my confusion. "Stay the night Skye. I can't expect you to go home this late at night. You need rest from today's events". I countered for and against arguments for this proposition and decided in the end it made sense. In addition I could also say I stayed in the flat of my favourite You Tubers and call that an achievement. I nodded gratefully in response and watched him joyfully as he walked out of the room. He was amazing.

I made my way to the bathroom where Dan greeted me with some old clothes of his. I couldn't help but love the thought of me wearing his clothes. I pulled on his old clothes and jogging bottoms and looked at myself in the mirror. My reflection was awful. My face was looking red from the crying and runny make up and my hair reminded me of Amy Winehouse. But whatever, I was too tired to sort myself out now. Going back to the living room, I was presented with the image of the sofa now made comfortable with a pillow and a duvet. Only, Dan was sat on top. I walked over to him, but that was a mistake. Part of the duvet was hanging over the side of the sofa, and unfortunately enough I tripped over part of it- only to land straight on top of Dan. It was very awkward and I babbled a million apologies out and shot back up. "It's okay, honestly!" Dan assured me. He didn't laugh though. He just held this beautiful smile on his face. It made me look down at my feet not knowing where to look or what to say. Before I knew it Dan had rose from the sofa and out of the blue kissed my cheek. "Sweet dreams" he told me. I really did not dare to look up now. I knew I would evidently show I was absolutely embarrassed. "You too..." I stumbled out of my mouth. Dan seemed satisfied with this answer, and left the room to his own whilst turning off all the lights as he went. I got in to my bed for the night and thought about today's events. I was one lucky girl and I knew I would be dreaming sweet dreams tonight for sure. But why did he feel the need to kiss my cheek? This made me very paranoid. Eventually, sleep found me.

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