You are a college student living in the United States. Your roommate is Colleen Ballinger, whom is currently your best friend. Who is your favourite YouTuber, you ask? Why, it's Daniel James Howell. And one day he notices you, despite your doubts, a...
{A/N: This is my first "x Reader" book! As Hanisnotonfire07did in Louder (I ADORE THAT BOOK, DON'T TOUCH ME), I will make it interactive. POV changes will look like this {.fml.}, which is first, middle, last. As in initials. All credit for that idea goes to Hannah, and I love her! Also, if you haven't seen this video on TomSka's YT, I recommend it! So, let's get started so I don't bore you! <3}
You sat down in your room, flopping down on the messy/neat bed. A buzz shook your bed and your phone screen lit up. Picking it up, you slid the screen over and unlocked it. The background was of an awkward boy with brown hair, cat whiskers drawn on his face. Before navigating to your notification bar, you stared into his brown eyes and smiled back at him.
A YouTube notification had popped up, so you pulled down the status bar and smiled.
New from danisnotonfire
i need more friends
You smile and click the notification, your phone carrying you over to the video. Tilting your phone to the side, you watch the brown-haired boy appear on the screen.
"Hello, Internet!" He exclaimed, "So, as the title says, I need more friends. I have friends, but... Everyone seems to have friends online. I, however, do not. Honestly, I literally haven't had one since I met Phil, which is kind of sad." He smiles, but you know he is a bit saddened by this as he looks down at his hands, then back to the camera. "So," He continued, "I have decided to make this short video. Tweet me about some of the things you like, maybe I'll follow you and shoot you a DM, yeah? Alright, time for some new friends."
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You giggle and watch until the end, then go straight to Twitter. He didn't have a lot of subscribers yet, so you thought you'd give it a shot. Quickly, you typed tweets like:
@danisnotonfire I like llamas, music, YouTubers, and I have a YouTube channel, but it's small still.
Sighing and accepting that he'll never see your tweets, you flop back down on the bed and drop your phone next to you. It was no use, you weren't going to meet him or ever talk to him. But it had been worth the shot. He was your idol, after all.
Your phone vibrated again, so you picked it up and held it above your face. You unlock it and look in your notifications bar. It was from Twitter.
@danisnotonfire followed you.
Shaking, you click the notification. Moving so that your back is to your bedroom wall for support, you begin to navigate your way through Twitter.
It couldn't be happening, he hadn't followed you. It was all a dream, and you'd wake up. You pinched your arm, but had no reaction. Dan Howell himself had actually followed you. Opening up the direct message panel, you began to ponder on what to write to him.
