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

hello i'm not dead just on a super long hiatus but for christmas you guys get chapters dont say i didnt get you anything because i did okay im broke

also this chapter is crappy but it might maybe maybe get better

aLSO TYSSSSSSSSSSM FOR 2K READS I LOVE YOU ALL SO VERY MUCH

also, just remember that if you ever need me, dm me on here or instagram or snapchat (has been out in another chapter) my username on instagram is @ca.usticwords

if theres anymore i'll add them on!

-rya

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//three month time skip from last chapter (it will make sense i swear)//

You don't remember how it started. You and Dan fighting. You two were fine this morning. In fact, better than fine, or so you thought. Everyone had gone on holiday to Southern California, for Christmas. It was Phil and F/n's one month anniversary.

-time start from the fight-

"Just leave me alone!" you yelled, grabbing your backpack off the chair. You reached for the doorknob, but a hand came down gently on your shoulder. You wanted to just melt at Dan's touch.

"Y/n, can we work this out?" he asked softly. You breathed in deeply.

"I need time to calm down, and I don't know how I'm going to feel after this," you said. Dan's hand lifted off your shoulder. You opened the door and stepped in the hall. Dan grabbed your hand and put an envelope in your hand. You looked up at him and he gave you a pained smile, then closed the door. You breathed in deeply again and walked over to the elevator.

It instantly came down and you stepped in to see a thirteen year old girl on her phone. She was holding a dog's leash, the dog having a bright vest on, flashing the words "anxiety pet." She looked up, then back at her phone, then back at you again. Her eyes widened in surprise.

"OH MY GOD, ARE YOU ACTUALLY Y/N?" she squealed. You smiled and nodded, noticing her My Chemical Romance shirt and Twenty One Pilots phone case. She jumped at you and hugged you. You hugged her back. She then let go and her cheeks flushed bright red, and she looked down at the ground.

"S-sorry, I got too excited," she stuttered. The dog whined and jumped up at her.

"No need to apologize, what's your name?" You smiled again. She looked, smiling as well, and you noticed she had dimples.

"I'm Rya," she said shyly.