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

HOLY ACTUAL CRAP,,,,,, I MIGHT CRY

this book,,,,, got to,,,,,, 4K reads,,,,,,

that number is worth more than my actual life someone help me i'm gonna cry, i've been on a roll with chapters so you're welcome

also, the person who sings that song followed me on twitter today and i screamed and almost cried ngl

-rya
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"What do I even wear?" You'd gone through multiple outfits with F/n. Dan was taking you to an arcade, because he knew you loved games, then you were meeting F/n and Phil at a party.

"Just wear something casual, Y/nn," F/n commented while laying on your bed on her phone. She was probably texting her "Baby😫💗💞" Phil. Your eyes widened.

"Hell no, what if he thinks I'm not taking it serious? Wait- what if he doesn't even want anything serious? What if I'm a bootycall! F/nn!" You whined. She rolled her eyes.

"First of all, if you were a bootycall, he wouldn't have gotten all emotionally attached and shit, or asked you on a date, or had that conversation with you last night, or kissed you at all. Second of all, don't you have that cute casual dress you put pockets into? Wear that, and some boots, since I know for a fact you shaved because you were complaining about it this morning," F/n ranted. You giggled a bit.

"Yeah, I have it, but what if it gets cold? And is that 'party appropriate?'" you inquired. F/n rolled her eyes again, typing furiously on her phone.

"Then you ask Dan for a hug. And sure it is, anything is party appropriate when you're wasted enough," she winked and laughed. You pulled the dress out of your closet. It was an okay length for what you were willing to show of your legs, and you had some cute combat boots to go with it.

"Okay, I'm going in the bathroom to change and do my makeup then," You announced. You heard a "K" in acknowledgment and stepped into your bathroom.

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"DAMN girl, you be looking fine as HELL," F/n whistled. You blushed lightly. You were wearing the (f/c) dress that showed off a bit of your collar bones, and combat boots that matched well. Your makeup was simple yet stunning, with perfectly winged eyeliner that took you forever to perfect and a shade of lipstick that just went perfectly with your skin complexion. Your (hair length) (hair colour) hair was straightened smoothly and shone a bit in the light.

"What are you waiting for? Take some selfies and I'll drop you off girl!" F/n was hyping you up. You smiled.

About a thousand selfies later, you finally took the perfect mirror selfie for snapchat, and posted it with the caption of "going out♡."

You smiled contently and walked out of your room.