One Simple Push (Dan Howell x Reader)

Chapter 21: Our First Date

It was now currently 11:45 and I was bouncing off the walls. I waited for a good 5 minutes before a knock came on the door, and Dan's voice was heard.

"(Y/n)? Are you ready?" His voice sounded as sweet as honey. I practically ran from my spot and opened the door, just to embrace Dan in a giant hug. Well, as giant as it could be from me as he was 6'3. "I'll take that as a yes," he laughed. His laugh is so cute, god, I could listen to him laugh for hours.

I was surprised, Dan had cleaned up nicely for this. He wore this collared button up with moths on it, and a leather jacket around it. Plain black skinny jeans and black shoes. He had his earnings in, and his hair perfectly straightened. 

"Take a picture, it last longer," he sassed me. I stuck my tongue out and pouted, "You are so cute when you do that," I just blushed. "Okay, so coming up with the idea of where to take you was hard, I don't know the area, but I figured something out. So bare with me. I said no to concerts, considering you've been to practically all of them. So, I decided upon going ice skating at this rink in the middle of a food court at a mall, how does that sound?" He was so nervous and awkward, god it was cute.

"I'd love to! Anything with you is a good date," I pecked his cheek and closed the hotel door. He guided me down the stairs and tried to hail us a cab. Let's just say, he failed. Miserably. I laughed and the whistled for a cab myself, earning one instantaneously. 

"How did you-"

"-I've learned." He rolled his eyes, earning a smack on the arm from me. We reached our destination within 30 minutes of talking about our channels and if we would tell fans. We decided to see how we were after a month and go on from there. 

"We're here!" I jumped out of the cab, pulling Dan around until we reached the skating area.

(Choice time!) (If you can't skate well, read this).

We got our skates and slipped them on. Trying to wobble in them was fun, until we reached the ice. I fell immediately. Dan picked me up, well, tried to. He fell with me. "Look at us," I secretly grabbed some snow that had formed from others, "so bad we already fell." I threw a small snow ball at his face.

"Hey! Oh you're so gonna get it!" I got up and ran away, whilst pulling on the railing to keep me going. Sadly, Dan could actually skate so he snuck up behind me and put me over his shoulders. 

"Put me down! I swear to god if you drop me, you're dead!" He laughed and set me down. He held my hand and we went around the area twice. This was now, apparently, my turn to glide out onto the ice. Alone, might I add. Dan pushed me into the middle and I fell straight onto my ass. Laughter erupt from Dan and he helped me up, not failing this time. 

"Just hold onto me, I promise you'll be fine!" He kissed my cold nose, then my lips. The only heat I felt was now coming from my cheeks. I grabbed onto his hands, but Dan had other plans. He was going to hold my waist and try to do tricks with me. We spun around uncontrollably, laughing every turn we took. We fell, got up, and started again. Soon, it was a routine, until Dan would surprise me again. 

He sent me off, very fast. Following behind and grabbing me from behind, making an X shape with his arms around me and swaying me back and fourth. By now, I had enough balance to not fall every ten seconds, instead I'd fall every minute. But all and all, I had a lot of fun. Just me and Dan. He would skate backwards, just to face me, kissing me any chance he got. Exclaiming how happy he was that I was his and only his. I was flustered nearly every time a word came out of his mouth, and Dan seemed proud of the fact. He would purposely make me blush for the fun of it, make me stutter, then comment on how much he loved that he could do this to me. I loved it too. But I loved him most of all, even if our first kiss was forced, without it, I would never have been able to think of him other than a loud neighbor, and I would be the cookie giving neighbor. Without it, I fear, Andy may have gotten to me, but now I have someone to be safe with. Someone who was mine, and I was theirs.

(If you can skate, then you're a lucky bastard and you may read this.)

We got onto the ice and I was reminded of all the fun times I had skating when I was younger. I did a figure eight, and turned around to see a very stunned Dan. I grabbed his hands and brought him out with me. Together, we would spin around, I would be very close to the ground and he would support me up. Other skaters gasped in awe, and we would do small things to impress the little ones around us. 

My favorite thing was for Dan or I to skate backwards, facing each other while dancing with our arms, our faces getting close enough that we would kiss. All and all, we made a great skating couple. Cracking jokes around every corner. Throwing snow balls, tripping and falling on once another. 

He would hold me, and we would stop skating and instead spin wile kissing. It was magical, something you would only see in a movie. People even applauded, how queer. I could only pray Dan and I would be able to do this again, just me and him. Holding each other while jack frost nips at our noses. 

All the more reason for us to get closer, for us to hold each other and to kiss. For us to sit in the middle of the rink and just laugh, the bond between us growing stronger with every breath.

I had a lot of fun. Just me and Dan. He would skate backwards, just to face me, kissing me any chance he got. Exclaiming how happy he was that I was his and only his. I was flustered nearly every time a word came out of his mouth, and Dan seemed proud of the fact. He would purposely make me blush for the fun of it, make me stutter, then comment on how much he loved that he could do this to me. I loved it too. But I loved him most of all, even if our first kiss was forced, without it, I would never have been able to think of him other than a loud neighbor, and I would be the cookie giving neighbor. Without it, I fear, Andy may have gotten to me, but now I have someone to be safe with. Someone who was mine, and I was theirs.

(End of choices)

It was now time for us to eat, and boy was I starving. The food around us was all amazing, but we decided on curry. Something to warm us up. We ate, and talked, then got fro-yo and shopped at the mall. I couldn't have asked for a better date, and it had lasted for hours. It was currently 6, and Dan invited me back to his place for the night. I gladly took up his offer, and we cuddled most of the night. 

Phil, however, did not seem happy with me coming back with Dan. Phil left, to go find a friend that was around, or so he said. I hope this wasn't my fault, making him mad...

A/n: Happy Tuesday update, it's only Monday but I forgot to upload this Friday so now it's 'Tuesday'.