Aww, I'm sad. Thus is the last chapter. Oh well. I enjoyed writing it! Thank you to my few supporters!

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Chapter 11 - Liveshow and the Phandom

It's been a day since I moved in with Dan and Phil. When I told my mum over the phone, she wasn't happy. But she said nothing negative. She told me she supported my plan to be both a writer and a teacher. Then she hung up. Next I called my brother Tom. Tom was supportive. He told me to tell the boys hi for him.

I've moved into Dan's room. I have actual clothing to change into, but Dan insists that I wear his No-Face shirt to bed.

Sitting on our bed, I check the time. Over the past week, Dan has been busy. He posted the Top Dan Memes of 2017 video the other night. I remember helping him write the outline for the video and pick the best memes. Trust me, this YouTube thing is loads harder than it looks. I'm looking at you, Tumblr.

I'm thinking hard about something Dan asked me when he woke up this morning. He had asked me to join him in his liveshow, which would happen later tonight. I still have a couple hours to decide, but it's hard decision. I recall the conversation from this morning.

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"I'd love it if you joined me in tonight's liveshow," he had said groggily. We were still in bed, even though it was already ten in the morning.

I bit my lip. "Dan . . ."

"You don't have to if you don't want," he reassured me.

"No, that's not it," I said, shaking my head. I'm not saying no. I'm not saying yes, either. "It's just . . ."

My first instinct was to say no. I already know that a majority of the fans dislike me, even though some support me. And by being in a liveshow, I'm putting myself up on display, allowing them to taunt me to my face. I'll be able to see the chats. Imagine the humiliation. And imagine if they discovered Dan and I were together? I'd be hated beyond compare. I've seen hate comments about Katrific, saying she'd get between Dan and Phil. And now that I am with Dan, the Phandom would blow up.

Then again, I'm fully aware of the Phangirls that don't hate me. I've seen them, peppered around Tumblr. Some have even said they wouldn't mind if I was with one of the boys, specifically Phil because of that leaked picture in which I am holding his hand.

I know that the Phangirls would like to be kept aware of both Dan and Phil's relationship status. I also know that Dan is pretty famous. He cares a lot about his fans loads, and I know that he would hate to lie to them. I also know that Dan wants to make it clear to them that it's none of their business who he is dating.

"I'll think about it," I had said, glancing at him. He looked relieved that didn't say no right away.

"If you really don't want to do it, you don't have to," he reminded me, and I laughed.

"No really," I said. "I'll think about."

"Let me know at like ten in the evening, because I start my liveshow at around eleven." He had stretched and gone to the kitchen. I remember hearing him shout, finding Phil pouring his cereal into his mouth.

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I hear Dan open the door and slip his shoes off. He and Phil had gone shopping because Phil finished Dan's cereal. Dan walks into our shared room, shivering slightly. It's cold outside, I know. When he sees me, he smiles, running a hand through his hair.

"Hey, Charlotte," he says, sitting down next to me. "What are you doing?"

"Thinking."

"About what?"

"About if I want to do the liveshow or not."

Dan presses his lips together tightly, and I know he's thinking hard.

"And?" he asks. I try to avoid looking at him, but I catch a glimpse of his pleading, puppy-dog eyes and have no choice but to say yes.

"Okay. I'll do it."

Dan looks so relieved and pulls me into a tight hug. His skin is icy cold, his hands and face, but I don't mind. "Thank you, Charlotte," he whispers into my hair. "Help me set up, will you?"

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"So do I just sit here?"

"Yeah."

"What . . . what am I supposed to do right now?"

Dan pulls my chair closer to his so that the screen can see me better. We will be starting the liveshow together, and Dan will introduce me to the Phangirls as Phil's friend and Dan's girlfriend, Charlotte. Neither of us have said it, but I know we're both slightly worried about what the outcome will be. Dan taps a few buttons on the phone and we can see ourselves on the computer screen. I'm at Dan's side, where Phil usually sits during their gaming videos. I bite my lip, but Dan seems fearless when he opens video.

"Hey guys, Dan here," he says, smiling at the camera. I can already see the chat going wild on the computer, and I begin feel insecure. I nervously tuck a lock if hair behind my ear while Dan continues talking.

"So, you all know me. Danny, Daniel, DJ Howell and whatnot," he says, waving his hands in the air while he speaks. "But none of you know Charlotte. Yes, she's the girl from Cat's Tweet. Most of you thought she was Phil's girlfriend, because she was holding his hand in the picture." He laughs nervously and glances at me. "No, she's actually my girlfriend and is just really good friends with Phil. Say hi, Charlotte." He nudges me a bit, and I blink.

"Oh, hello Internet," I say, waving weakly at the camera. "I'm Charlotte. Dan's girlfriend." I feign a smile and glance at Dan.

He leans in and examines the chat. "Someone's asked when we met. We met when I was like, what, twenty? Twenty-one? You were nineteen, right? And you were friends with Phil when you were kids, right?"

"Yeah," I reply, "Well, technically my brother was friends with Phil first. And then I was. And then I met Dan."

"But we only got together like a week ago," Dan says, grinning at the camera. His smile suddenly fades. The chat is going absolutely nuts, but I can catch a glimpse of the one in ten hate comments directed to me. "Guys, calm down," Dan says next to me. "She's actually a really lovely girl. I might make more videos with her if she agrees. Now, any more questions?"

I stare at the chat, trying to find a good, positive question. "Someone asked why I was holding Phil's hand in the picture. Well, I'm, I got scared because I knew that if the picture was posted, I'd probably be mobbed by the Phandom. I mean, I've been staying hidden for, like, three, four, five years."

I sit back in my chair. I feel loads less scared than before. Dan and I answer questions for half an hour. They vary from questions about me and Dan's relationships to if I'd ever feature in a Dan video.

"Someone asked what music I like," I say. "A variety. I like Set It Off, Muse, My Chemical Romance, Panic! At The Disco, Michael Jackson. But Set It Off is awesome."

"'Dan,' Paulina asks, 'why don't you ever talk about Set It Off?'" Dan breaks into a grin. "I've never mentioned them because it was Charlotte who introduced me to them, and since she was like a . . . deep, dark, suppressed secret, it didn't feel right to say I discovered them on my own."

The chat explodes into 'aww', '3' and numerous cute things. Some asks who my favourite YouTubers are and I laugh.

"Well, danisnotonfire is pretty cool. Oh, I'm sorry. I meant Daniel Howell is pretty hot," I say, shooting Dan a wink. "AmazingPhil is a great YouTuber. Shout-out to him. I also love Kurt Hugo Schneider, Kyutie, Reaction Time, Game Time, Free Time. God, there are so many good YouTubers. But DanAndPhilGAMES is my favourite." Dan laughs his hilarious hyena laugh, and I just smile

Dan watches silently as I talk. Part of me wants to tell him, "Dan, this is danisnotinteresting, not charlotteisnotinteresting." The other part of me, the winning part, is enjoying my time bonding with the Phandom. Someone in the chat says 'Heart-Eyes Howell' and I had to break into a smile. Dan doesn't audibly react beside me. Maybe he didn't see that comment.

Eventually, Dan announces that it's eleven forty-five, and time to finish the liveshow. He and I wave goodbye to the viewers and Dan shuts down the show. We sit in our chairs, an awkward silence between us.

"That went well," Dan says, breaking the silence.

"Yeah."

"They seemed to like you."

"Yeah. They did."

"You should join me in my liveshows more often."

I look at him. He does indeed have that Heart-Eyes Howell look on his face. "I'll try," I respond. "Damn, it's late. Bedtime."

I reach my arms up to stretch, and then get up. I change in the bathroom, and when I re-enter our room, Dan is lying beneath the covers. I nuzzle myself beneath the covers, against him, and as he wraps his arms around me, I slowly feel myself drawing closer to sleep.

"Night Charlotte," Dan whispers. "Thank you for joining my liveshow."

"Thank you for making me join."