I was in a very deep sleep and very unaware of my surroundings. All of a sudden I was awakened by a Totoro plush.

"What the fuck Phil?" I screamed at him in my high pitched voice and rubbed my tired eyes

"Morning sunshine!" He said in a jokey voice. He started to laugh.. that adorable laugh I loved to much. Everything from his voice to his sense of humour I loved, but I couldn't tell him that! He would freak out worse then he did when I put flour in his hairdryer- which I'd regretted ever since. What the fuck got into me? I could of just stopped at the salt but no. Back onto the subject of Phil, we are both bi, which is a plus side, right?

"come on, wake up! We have the radio show later"

"Uhh, fine! What should this weeks fan wars be?"

His eyes glowed. I could tell he was planning something evil for the fans to have to choose between.

"Pierce the veil vs Muse?"

"oh come on, how is the phandom meant to choose between them"

"Exactly.."

"you evil bastard!"

"oh shut up and come and help me"

"no.. I'm staying right here" I have no idea why I did this. It usually made Phil playful which I loved more then anything. He walked towards me and threw the Totoro at my head.

"get up" Next thing I know he is pulling my arm and I am on the hard wooden floor, staring up at him.

"Phhilll" I said in a whiny voice

"Daaaan" He copied the tone, so obviously mocking me.

I finally found my feet and found the Totoro. But stopped myself from hitting again, he likes when he wins things which rarely happened on our radio show. Just one week I want to let him win but I'm too fucking competitive.

We switched on some music in the background and started watching some of the music videos for the radio show. We'd been doing this for a few months now and people had started to stop sending clips, which was a shame.

*8 hours later- just after the radio show. Roughly 9:15pm*

We were walking towards the train station, shaking from how cold it was. The streets of London were quiet and dusty, they were almost dessert due to the fact it's a law in England that larger shops can only be open for 6 hours and most people open their shops at 10pm on Sunday. Just one shop was open. A small shop that sells hot beverages that me and Phil always go to after the show to get hot chocolate.

"Hello boys, Same as usual?" the man said. He was a larger man who seemed to always wear the same hat. He knew us very well now and was a pretty friendly man.

"Umm, actually I want coffee today. I was woken up surprisingly early by Phil" I said

"Stop feeling sorry for yourself Dan, it was almost 2pm" He said in a jokey way and started laughing with his hand over his mouth. I found this adorable but had no idea why he did it.

"Here you go boys, one coffee and one hot chocolate" He placed the drinks down on the counter and smiled. We always payed him a lot extra because he was so nice and his drinks were amazing, we could tell he was grateful for this.

We started to walk away towards the tube station. It seemed like the perfect moment to tell him but, I was so scared. Butterfly's were taking over my stomach.

"Hey, Dan. There's something I've been meaning to tell you" Phil said, timidly.

"Yeah, what?" I smiled at him hoping he would say the same things as what was on my mind.

"I kinda.. I.. I don't think now's the right time to tell you. I'm sorry"

"come on, we're best friends. We don't keep secrets!"

He sighed as if he'd been defeated. "Fine. Well, I.. Kinda.. Well.. I got a girlfriend."

I stood in shock. Never before has my heart deteriorated more then that moment..