We don’t like each other tag || Danisnotonfire
A/N: So this is an
idea I had some time ago. I decided to write it and upload it today.
I think it’s the longest imagine I have ever written. I hope you
Word count: 1,8 K
Summery: Dan and Y/N are both youtubers who meet again for a very special video. Love/Hate
“Hey lovelies” I smiled and waved
towards the camera that I had set up in front of my bed. It was my
usual filming location but something was different today. I still
wasn’t sure if my idea was a terrible or an incredibly good one.
“Today I have a little different video for you.” I excitedly exclaimed although my stomach was twisting and turning. I was so nervous I thought I’d throw up right onto the lens of my Canon.
“I have a special guest here. It’s someone who you would have never expected to see on this channel. Believe me, I’m kinda shocked, too. Anyways please welcome Dan Howell aka danisnotonfire” I announced to my viewers.
Dan suddenly jumped into the picture frame, smiling towards the camera.
“Hello Internet.” he said, trying hard not to cringe.
Stupid nostalgic signature phrase. Dan sat down on the bed next to me, careful to not let our bodies touch while doing so. I took a quick glance at him. He was wearing a jumper with zippers on his shoulders. What a dump invention. It seemed like he got even taller since the last time I had seen him, but that was impossible. Freaking giant.
“So the reason for our surprising collaboration is that I came up with a new Youtube video idea.
It’s called the ‘We don’t like each other tag'”
Dan couldn’t hide a slight smile as I said that.
“Great idea.” Dan sarcastically whispered under his breath, knowing well enough that I could hear him. Loud and clear. Asshole.
I shot him a warning look before I continued talking to the camera.
“What you don’t know is that me and Dan have known each other for a really long time. We actually went to the same kindergarten, primary school and high school.” I told my viewers.
Dan nodded. “Yeah, we have sadly known each other for that long.”
I snorted through my nose, enraged. He just sat there and cockily grinned.
“Right. So during all those years Dan got taller and even more arrogant but one thing didn’t change.
We never liked each other.” I explained.
Although that wasn’t entirely true. There was a time when we could stand each other quite well. That moment lasted for 10 seconds.
“Didn’t like is such an
understatement. We hated each other.” Dan added, like the
know-it-all he has always been.
For the split of a second I felt hurt
sting in my chest, like a mean bee had made it’s way to my heart.
I shook it off and reminded myself that I had hated him too. I still do.
“So I have prepared a few question
that we are going to ask each other. I thought they’d be fun or hard
to do. It’s basically like the ‘Best friend tag’ just played with
your biggest enemy.”
I had written questions on slips of
paper and put them all into bowl. I gulped hard as I took the first
“What’s your favourite physical
feature about each other ?” I read out loud.
Why I’m a doing this ?! That’s such a stupid question. Why did I write that down. Oh yeah, because I wanted to know his answer to it.
I eyed him up and
down as if I had to search for something decent looking about him. I
had spent my whole childhood with him. His chocolate brown eyes, his
fluffy hair, or his damn dimples, yes I was well acquainted with
“I guess your
face is alright.” I answered nonchalantly, although I was actually
sitting on needles. My hands were sweaty and my heart racing. Alright
was such an understatement.
smirked and started to check me out.
I felt his streaking eyes travel over my body. His gaze made me feel vulnerable and insure, just like the shy me back in high school. Dan’s eyes landed on my chest. Although I wasn’t showing a lot of cleavage his eyes were glued to my breasts.
“I guess my favourite physical feature of yours have to be your boobs.” he told me completely unashamed.
Dan took a last glance at my chest before he said. “Boobs, yeah definitely.”
I rolled my eyes, totally infuriated.
Now it was his turn
to reach into the bowl and pick a question.
“We don’t you like each other ?” He read out loud,with his posh British accent that reminded me of our home town.
Well that sounded like a question that could simply be answered, right ? Wrong.
I breathed in
“Your oh so sweet danisnotonfire ripped all my doll’s heads off in kindergarten.”
I stated jokingly, knowing that it wasn’t a legit argument.
Dan couldn’t stop himself from laughing at the memory. His laugh sounded through my Londoner apartment, it hadn’t changed a single bit.
“Your revenge was
to push me into some bushes on the way home, remember?” Dan asked
still laughing and I couldn’t help but join in. But things got way
too serious way too soon again.
school Dan told everyone I had a contagious disease and nobody talked
to me for a week.” I hissed, remembering all the pointing fingers
and disgusted faces my friends made. He has always been
mean and I never knew why.
“Wow, I was a
genius even back then.” Dan said with a smirk. “Let’s not forget
that you poured water onto my lap and told everyone I had wet myself
a week after.” His voice sounded hurt. I bet his week wasn’t really
amusing either, having everyone thing he still wets his pants.
Well, looks like I
wasn’t the nicest little girl either. My actions where always based
on revenge though. Never had I ever started one of our fights. I just
made sure that Dan wouldn’t run over me completely. Compared to high
school those years where the easy ones. Our biggest rivalry hadn’t
even started yet.
As soon as we
touched the topic we started shouting all of the things we did to
each other in high school into each others faces. That list was long
and I still hadn’t forgiven him for some of his actions.
We were both in wild rage. If we were not in our twenties I bet we would have already picked a physical fight.
“You embarrassed me in front of my crush.” I shouted, my cheeks flustered.
“He never talked to me again.”
“Oh really ? Because I heard you blew him in the bathroom stall two days later.” Dan spat into my face.
My eyes widened in
shock. Sudden disgust filled my veins. Blood was rushing to my
cheeks. I evilly glared at Dan who was sitting opposite me now.
“How dare you accuse me of that, you stupid prick. Who the fuck even told you that ?” I hissed,my eyes were formed to slits by now.
“You didn’t ?!”
Dan suddenly asked completely surprised and dumbfounded.
I shook my head in disbelief.
“Of course not. You were the one who always told me that I’m a lame prude !” I shouted on top of my lungs. Anger was pulsing through my veins. I should have really named it 'The we hate each other tag’ Yes, I did hate Dan Howell, everybody’s favourite Youtuber.
Dan had grown silent, although I wasn’t done yet. I was way to mad to notice that the camera was still recording. I didn’t notice that the way he looked at me had changed either.
“Do you actually know what hurt me most ? Do you even realize why I actually hated you in high school, Daniel Howell ? It fucking hurt when you kissed me behind the bike shed but invited my best friend to prom.” I wasn’t even screaming anymore. My voice was low and reproachful. Tears were welling in my eyes. I couldn’t believe that I actually, after all those years, opened up and told him.
“It was such a dick move of yours and it hurt so bad.” I whispered tears streaming down my face.
Dan stared at me like a lightning had hit him. His mouth was slightly opened, as if he was searching for the right words to say.
“Wait, you liked me ?!” Dan asked plain panic written all over his face.
“You idiot ! Of course I did, why else would I push you into the freaking bushes?!” I shouted between sobs.
“That doesn’t make sense at all !” He exclaimed, his eyes worriedly flickering to the salty tears that rolled down my cheeks.
“Wait again, so when I kissed you behind the bike shed you actually.. like wanted me to ?” he asked confused. As my hot tears had reached my chin I wiped them away with the back of my hand.
“I had waited for you to kiss me since I knew what kissing was. What for god’s sake made you think I didn’t ?” I confessed for the first time in my life. Damn, yes. I wanted him to kiss me so bad.
Dan started shaking his head. He ran his huge hands through his fluffy brown hair.
“No, no, no. You can’t be telling me that you liked me ?! I still remember when I finally found all the courage to kiss you that day. You had to stand on your tiptoes to reach my face and it was our first kiss ever. I was shaking so hard that I nearly missed your mouth. Afterwards I was so scared. I thought you hated me for kissing you ! I’m sorry, I should have never asked your friend out. I just thought you were way out of my league.”
Dan was totally devastated when he realized what he had done and what future he had destroyed. He buried his head into his hands, whispering “I am such an ass.” again and again.
“Daniel, I would very much enjoy kissing you.” I heard myself say. Seconds later Dan’s head shot up and he looked at me with wide eyes. I shot him an assuring smile before he carefully cupped my cheeks with his large palms. My eyes shot close and then finally he crashed his lips onto mine and set fireworks off in my body. They exploded in my chest and the pit of my stomach, sending a tingly feeling through my inside. I had seen and felt that overwhelming firework before. About 8 years ago, when we kissed for the first time behind the bike shed. Since then I have waited for that sensation to return. It finally did.