Phil lay on his and Dan's sofa, staring up at the ceiling. He enjoyed letting his thoughts wonder freely around his brain while he did nothing, it helped him relax when he was stressed or upset.

'I wonder when we are doing the next Amazingdan and Philisnotonfire. I really want to see the newest Doctor Who episode, I wonder what the Doctor's name is, I wonder what Dan is doing right now.' Phil never knew what Dan was doing these days. All he knew was that wherever he was going, he would always come back to the flat running through the door, all flustered and out of breath. He would then proceed to stare at the floor for a while, look like he was about to say something, then blink back his emotions and play Sonic with him until two in the morning.
Phil sighed and sat up. He walked over to the TV. and turned it on, picking up a controller for the play station while he was doing so. He sat back on the sofa and started to play Sonic until he was so sure that his 'terrible gaming skills' were history that he was willing to put money on it against Dan, in a bet where he would win.
Phil was just sneaking a pack of Maltesers from Dan's secret stash (Phil never told Dan that he knew where it was) when Dan came bursting through the front door, as usual, flustered and out of breath. He stared at the floor for a minute while Phil stood there, watching him awkwardly, when he blinked and all of the tears and emotion that was in his eyes a second ago, vanished.
"Oh, hey Phil!" he said as cheerily as possible. Phil smiled at him while discreetly trying to hide the Maltesers in his hand but Dan noticed and eyed the packet in a knowing sort of look.
"Phil..." Phil decided to act stupid.
"Yes Dan?"
"Why do you have a pack of my Maltesers in your hand?"
"What?" Phil glanced at his hand quickly. "Hey! Where did these Maltesers come from?" He wasn't fooling anyone.
"Honestly Phil!" Dan exclaimed before flopping down on the sofa. "You need to learn that if you steal my Maltesers... Shit's going down!" Phil laughed before sitting down on the sofa next to Dan.
"What if I gave you half the packet?" he asked. Dan grinned.
"Now that would be a different story all together!" he said before grabbing a spare controller and starting a new game.

By the time Phil and Dan were slapping themselves to stay awake, Phil owed Dan £24. Phil groaned and got up from his spot on the sofa.
"I'm off the bed now... Night Dan!" he said cheerily.
"Wooow! You still owe me £24 mister!" he heard Dan say. Phil sighed and grabbed his wallet, digging out the right amount and throwing it on the seat beside Dan before heading off towards his bedroom. He changed into his pyjamas and climbed into his bed which looked extremely inviting at the present moment. Phil was almost asleep when he heard it. A noise, coming from the lounge. He listened harder... Yes! There it was again! Small, quiet sobs were emanating from where he had been moments before and it didn't take an idiot to figure out who was making them.
Slowly, Phil got up from his bed and tiptoed to his door, silently opening it. He had a good viewing point from where he was standing and what he saw shocked him. Dan was sitting on the sofa, the money hadn't been touched, but he had his phone to his ear and a knife in the other hand, tears streaming down his face. He was listening hard to the person on the other end of the phone and every second the knife was getting closer and closer to his completely clear wrist. Phil tried to run and stop him but his feet wouldn't move. He tried calling out but his voice had somehow gone. All he could do was stand there and watch as the blade of the knife was about to slice through his best friend's skin. So naturally, he jumped when he heard Dan speak.
"Why me though? And why him? It would ruin our friendship if he found out about me! I'm not sure how he feels about... My type... What happens if he throws me out? What do I do then?" Phil listened closely, but as hard as he tried, he couldn't figure out what the person on the other end of the phone was saying. One thing was for certain though... Dan was talking about him.
Suddenly Dan put the knife down, and Phil breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thanks, I won't be able to stay like this forever... But I'll try." he hung up the phone and picked up the money from the sofa. He stood up, stretched, and started heading Phil's way. Phil quickly ran and leapt onto his bed, dragging the duvet up to his chin and facing away from the door.
His door opened and a stretch of light slid across the room and onto the wall opposite. The silhouette of Dan stood in the doorway, just standing. Phil heard him take a breath before...
"Phil?" Phil didn't answer. He didn't know why, but he was in no mood to talk to Dan after he saw him nearly cut himself.
His bedroom door closed slowly and he heard Dan shuffle off towards his own bedroom, further down the hall. But one thing was for certain... Phil was going to find out what Dan was hiding from him whether it took him the rest of his life.

So I know it's not perfect and I used the words Dan and Phil WAY more times than I should have but I like it :) and good news... Because this started out as a daydream of mine... I have the next few chapters already planned out, so this story will be updated soon :) Anyway as this is my first Phan story please don't hate. Oh and if you have no clue who the people in this story are, they are the most photogenic and perfect people ever! Dan (Danisnotonfire, YouTube) is an Internet Cult Leader and Phil (Amazingphil, YouTube) is always in his Phil life doing his Phil things XD (You will only get that if you watch Dan's live shows :D) anyways thanks for reading and please review! :3

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