I'm supposed to meet Dan at his apartment soon and I have no idea what he's going to tell me. As if the radio thing wasn't unexpected enough, there's youtube? I mean, who is he? How far can this go? How did I not know any of this?

I find it difficult not to type his name into the search bar as I try keeping myself occupied until I leave.

I could prepare myself. Have some idea of what's going on.

I try to convince myself but it still seems wrong.

He wants to tell me himself. Maybe he thinks I'll be scared away?

I slam my laptop shut and get off my bed. I walk into the living room where Jaycee sits watching t.v.

"I'm heading to the boy's place. Are you and Phil hanging out today?"

"No, we agreed to take it slow. We've seen a lot of each other lately and things are getting a bit...spicy the last time we were together." She says "spicy" suggestively, causing me to raise my eyebrow at her.

She laughs. "Yeah, you get the picture. So I'll be seeing him later this week. It sucks major dong but I understand. Have fun!"

"Yeah, fun." I walk over there thinking of the worst possible outcomes, most not even practical. I knock on their door and hear Phil yell,

"It's open!" I walk in and he says "Dan is in his room. Feel free." and motions down the hall.

I proceed down the hallway and knock on Dan's door, "Just a second!"

After waiting patiently for a couple of minutes he opens it. He smiles at me, dimple and all. "Hey." He steps aside and I proceed into his room, noticing he's wearing sweats, again, with his butt hanging out as always, accompanied with his cowl neck hoodie.

"So..." I'm terrified of where this is going to go.

"So, I have something to show you. After that, you can watch all of my videos or none of them. Your choice."

"Um, okay?"

He walks over to his computer and I sit down in front of the screen. On it, a video paused and ready that depicts Dan.

"What's this about?"

"Just watch." And he presses play.

Video: "Rebecca. I think it's about time I explain to you what it is I do for a living. How I pay my bills, etc. etc. First off, I think I should tell you that on youtube or online in general, I'm referred to as Danisnotonfire. Yeah, it's silly but that's the way it started out. I have over 1,200,000 subscribers..."

From that point on I stare at the screen, mouth open, taking in every word that comes from the speakers. He explains that he's frequently stopped in public by screaming, nervous, teenage fangirls and as annoying as it may sound, he's flattered by it. Every year he visits the U.S for events such as Playlist Live etc.

"And I thought I would make you a video explaining all of this because frankly, I'm not so good with words and explaining things like this, especially when it's a rather touchy subject and you're so important to me. So I guess that's all I have to say, I'll let me take over from here. Assuming you're still sitting in my room and haven't bailed on me yet. He gives a small shy grin and turns off the camera.

I look down at my hands, "Dan..."

"I'm sorry I took so long to tell you. I was appreciating that you didn't know who I was, and wanted you to have some time to get to know me here, and now before you had the chance to see everything on there."

Looking up at him, I giggle to myself and shake my head. He gives me a confused look, "Wha-at?" He laughs.

"Nothing, I just thought this whole thing was going to be some kind of terrible breakup or something I dunno." I stand up and walk over to him, sitting on his bed now. I climb onto his lap, legs wrapped around his waist.

"Mm, what did I do to deserve this?" He says, looking me up and down.

"This isn't a reward, although I am happy you told me."

He pouts.

"So, Danisnotonfire what are all the fangirls going to think about you having a girlfriend?"

"Whatever they like. When they find out, they find out. I'm not going to make a big deal out of it."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Anything." He leans back on his hands.

Damn.

"Um, are we...are we like, together now? I don't want you to feel like you have to be, or like, by asking this question you have to tell me what you think I want to hear. I'm just curious. I-"

"Hey." He comes forward so that his face is inches from mine and cups my face gently with his hands, "If that's what you want to be. Together. There's nothing I would love more." and kisses me on the nose.

I give a small smile, taking in his words, analyzing every facial movement.

He's beautiful.

"Plus," he adds "I would feel better about this," he motions to my position on his lap, "if we were officially a couple."

"Yeah I suppose." I shrug.

I take a moment to look around. "So this is the infamous Daniel-Dungeon." This makes him burst out in laughter and fall back on his bed. "What?"

He takes a moment to catch his breath, and props himself up on his elbows, "How do you come up with these things?" Still pulling himself together, I catch him off guard and lurch forward putting both hands on his shoulders to try and pin him down. I immediately regret not pinning him down by his arms as he quickly grabs a hold of my waist and starts to tickle me. I fall sideways to try and escape but I'm completely immobilized.

"Dan...stop." I say, out of breath.

He's on top of me at this point and stops only to grab both of my wrists and pins them both above my head, holding them together with one hand. Still breathing heavily I look up at him. He's smirking at my submission. My lips press together in frustration. He leans forward and whispers in my ear, so close his lips brush against it, "We're together now." I wriggle underneath him.

He pulls away from my ear to stop only inches away from my face. Lips parted slightly, I can feel his breath on me. I bite my lip and he looks down at them as I do. Just then, it's as if he makes a decision and presses his lips hungrily on mine and I press back. He presses his body to me and I try to free my hands so I can touch him but he holds them in place. His free hand takes the back of my neck and he deepens the kiss. I can feel that he's as aroused as I am and that only makes it more frustrating that I can't move about freely. We're both breathing heavily and he moans as I wriggle my hips underneath him again. He breaks away and releases my hands to reach for a remote on his bedside table. He clicks a button and Hysteria by MUSE starts playing. I take off my shirt and without a second thought, he does the same. His lips hit mine again and my hands are in his hair. He kisses down my neck. I'm breathless. He moves down to my chest and comes back up. I'm kissing his lips again, hard, as I lean up and guide him down onto his back as I simultaneously crawl on top of him. My hands on his chest, I press my fingers into him gently, not quite scratching. My hands move down to his waist; I can still feel him under me, only getting more aroused. Just as my fingertip finds the inside of his pants he grabs my wrist and takes it away. Frustrated, I grind my hips into him, causing him to moan. He gently bites my lip in his own heated frustration and presses his hips into me. I moan rather loudly and he smirks at me. He's winning. We roll over again and he's back to straddling me. And then I try something that may or may not end this whole thing. I kiss his neck and and lightly bite him. He buries his face into my neck. He gives a low groan. I can feel his heavy breathing and take it as acceptance. After kissing my way down his neck and onto his shoulder he leans up and looks into my eyes. He shakes his head, "What am I going to do with you?" I raise my eyebrow and smirk. I win.

He laughs and kisses me hungrily only to pull away again.

"I think if we were to do...this," he gestures to our half naked bodies, "it should be in a different setting. Like, not with Phil in the living room and it being quarter after two in the afternoon."

I kiss him and tug on his hair. "Then lets just do this."


After over an hour of that, we redress and decide it's best if I get home.

"Thanks, for making that for me." I'm standing by the door and he slips his shirt back on.

"Of course." He walks over, kisses my forehead and looks down at me.

I stretch up on my tip-toes and place my lips against his. As we part, I say, "You'll be the death of me, Daniel Howell." I swing open door as he laughs at me.

We walk through the living room and Phil is still playing Sonic.

"See you later Phil! You'll have to have Jayce and I over for games sometime."

"Yeah for sure, be ready for domination though." He jokes.

We reach the front door and as I'm walking out he says "I'll text you later." and slaps my butt. I look over my shoulder and smirk at him.

That went better than I expected.