Our Life|| Dan Howell X Reader

Hospital Visits

(Dan POV)
She hasn't called back. Phil and I were back home. I sat on my bed, laptop in my lap, trying to get ahold of her.

Dinner?
-Phil

Sure... what will we have?
-Dan

Take out?
-Phil

Okay. Do you want to get it or should I?
-Dan

Making a video...
-Phil

Fine. I'll go
-Dan

I know. It's pathetic. We text each other even though we're in the same house, ten feet away from each other.

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I was ordering Phil and I dinner when my phone starting buzzing from my back pocket. I pulled it out and looked down at it. Y/N.

"Will that be all?" The cashier asked.

"Uh- yeah." I was staring at my phone, dying to answer it.

"17 pounds."

I practically threw the money at him, running in the other direction. I put my phone up to my ear, walking out of the restaurant.

"Y/N?!"

No answer.

"Y/N?!"

"Hello? Can you hear me?"

"Yeah, I can hear you." I said, pacing back and forth.

"Hey, Dan."

"Heeeyyyyy, Y/N... What's up?"

"You sound so casual." She says, as if it was odd. I guess it was.

"Im pacing back and forth." I admitted.

"I know."

"Do I do it often?"

"When you're nervous or scared or anxious." She clarified.

"Okay- so... What happened? Are you okay? Is your family okay?"

"Uh- well, I don't exactly know. Jay had a heart attack and were still waiting to see him." She was quiet.

"Aw, I'm sorry, Y/N." I said softly. "I hope he's okay."

"Thanks. Me too."

"How long have you been waiting?" I asked, finding a bench a few stores down to sit on.

"Almost two hours now." Y/N sounded tired. She took a deep breath. "So, what are you and Phil up to?"

"I'm getting take out for dinner. Phil's making a video." I inform her.

"Tell him I said hi when you get back."

"Will do."

"Who are you talking to?" I heard a low voice in the background.

"Dan." She answered.

"Dan... Youtube Dan?"

"Yeah."

I sat there quietly, trying to think of something else to say.

"Hold on," She says.

"Okay."

I waited for her, looking up at the restaurant a few stores down. That's when I realized I ran out of there without mine and Phil's food.

"Hey, Dan, sorry. I have to go. I'll call you later?"