Searching for him.... (Dan Howell x reader) ??

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i am the worst author ever
i havent uploaded in over a freaking month omg im sorry i know you all hate me im so sorry for my crappy writing that takes me a million years to do i truly am sorry

~rya
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Dan extended his hand, laughing. You took it and he pulled you up. He smiled at you and you smiled and sat back down. Dan flopped back down onto the couch. He grabbed his laptop from the couch and started scrolling through tumblr. He scrolled through a few memes, some pictures of him and Phil, some other photos and videos. You took out your phone and started scrolling through Twitter. You saw a lot of things that didn't interest you, but then you saw something that caught your eye.

It was a tweet from one of your fans. It said "Hey y/n. Today I was wandering through London and I saw the thing with Dan, Phil, and f/n and that lady go down. I found information about her, and called the police. They've arrested her. I'm working on finding the man. I've walked over to your P.O. box and left things. I'm so sorry about what happened, stay safe mom <3" There was also a video attached of what happened, and a link to the lady's information.

Your fans always called you mom, and you didn't mind. You smiled and looked at the replies.

"stay safe mom xxx"
"omg im going to murder these people who hurt mom"
"omg sending prayers <3"
"who the hell would hurt such an innocent girl, i dont watch her but im pissed. this is NOT okay."

You felt tears of happiness brim your eyes. Dan looked over and his eyes widened. He scooted over and engulfed you in a hug.

"What's wrong Y/n?" he asked in a small voice. You smiled and handed him your phone. He looked at all the tweets.

"P-people care about me Dan. People really care," you whispered. Dan smiled and pulled you into his chest. You nestled your head there and felt content.

"I care, Y/n."