A/N this is two stories I am writing, that have somehow blended themselves together. The writing style is sort of annoying me, so I am not really sure what other people think of it. Please tell me, thanks! This was meant to be a oneshot, but it was going to end up being about 6 thousand words, so I decide to split it into short chapters.

amazingphil;
just bought my own copy of Origins of Symmetry CD, officially living alone now.

danisnotonfire;
amazingphil I got that today as well! Love it, haven't turned it off yet.

amazingphil;
danisnotonfire I instantly like you now. You a big fan of Muse?

danisnotonfire;
amazingphil YES! They are the best band ever!

amazingphil;
danisnotonfire I like you now, talk later, I have to go and eat now.

danisnotonfire;
amazingphil if you like muse, I like you. Enjoy your food.

It is very unlike me to be so bubbly, to be ultimately fangirling over a tweet from someone. Let alone someone who is not entirely famous, mostly because all he does is make videos in his bedroom. Now that sounds bad Dan… Anyway. I feel the pit of emotions pooling within my stomach, threatening to overflow due to the happiness of being recognized in one way or another. I is like adding another piece to my heart, it makes me feel full in a way I have never imagined it would.

I decide to leave it at that, leave the room, and my laptop and bring myself into the world of reality where a person like that would never even know my name, they would never care about me, or even recognise that I exist. Why would anyone care about me, no one seems to in the end of things. They all just give up hope and move onto someone more interesting, leaving me to smile in my own sad solitude.

A while later.

Phil;
Hey, can you bring over the stapler? I need to hand in my project today.

Dan;
I don't have a stapler...

Phil;
you said yesterday you did?

D;
Um, no I didn't.

P;
Carl, it was when we were working on that article for my project; I mentioned I didn't have one and you said you would bring one. I'm desperate!

D; Um, sure. Tell me where you live again, and what your name is. ;P

P;
? Carl, really, I need it.

D;
sure you do, but I am not Carl.

P;
who are you then?

D;
A magical pony of dreams.

P;
Joking aside, who are you and why aren't you Carl.

D;
I am not Carl, because I am me. This is a two way street, who are you?

P;
I am not telling until you do, you could be a pedo for all I know.

D;
Does appear we are stuck then, I'm not telling either.

P;
Tell me about yourself then, and I can work out why I am still texting you then.

D;

I like muse, and my chemical romance, I have brown hair and I am a male. Enough info for you pedo?

P;
Plenty of info.
I also like muse and MCR, I have black hair and I am also male. Oh, I like lions too.

D;
Oh dear lord, we have progressed as far as favourite animals now, this is getting serious! I like llamas. I am llama.

P-

Lions beat llamas. Though llamas are quite sexy.

D-

What did you just call me?!

P-

Oh god! Sorry! I didn't mean it like that.

D-

Ok, anything else I should know other than your strange fetish for animals?

P-

Sadly no.

A pang of loneliness hits me, no one ever wants to talk to me, just for me. I mean, I don't have enough reason in life to have to make myself look happy for others. No one cares about what I truly feel. I am trapped, there is no hope for getting out of this now, no real hope of leaving this world as I know a great feeling of guilt would sit upon my shoulders, as my family would have to bury their son, of whom gave them no warning.

I try to push the ideas out of my head, walking down the kitchen of my family home, where I know there isn't anyone, as my entire family has gone away for a week.

A small buzzing comes from my back pocket as I lean against the counter, a glass of chocolate milk in hand. Really, I am in no mood for anyone who wants to visit me tonight, not even my family could bring me out of the stupor I feel myself falling into, locking myself away into my own brain.

Super annoying girl who just wants to be with me for the fun times-

I am coming over in 30 mins XD Fun times. ;)

Shit, the last thing I want is to be bombarded by the one person who actually is allowed to invite herself around I mean, yeah it can be fun, but I don't find any actual interest in her. This girl, she only sees me for the 'fun times'.

Actually I am sick of it. I have never like it, why hell. I don't even enjoy it, why is it worth doing. It's not, I don't like her, and I am not attracted to her. I find myself leaning against the cabinet, head swirling with ideas.

Why don't I find her attractive?

There is a simple answer to that Dan.

Yeah, I know, but I don't really think I could be? Could I?

Yeah you could be, it isn't that hard, I mean the actually thing is a little…

No, shut up, there is no way I could be.

Actually you could be, just think about it, you have never really had a girlfriend where you felt a spark.

Yeah, but I have never felt about that with anyone, it doesn't exist.

What about when you were talking to that guy earlier.

No, I was just texting a random, which means nothing.

But you felt something, didn't you.

Maybe, No, Shut up!

You did, and you can't deny it.

But!

You sir, are just trying to lie to yourself. You know deep down in that mind of yours that you are gay.

Gay. Could I really be?

Yeah Dan, you are. Now go do what is right.

A while later.

D-

I can't do this, I'm sorry. Yes, I am breaking up with you!

P-

I didn't know we were dating...

D-

Oh god, hello random wrong number guy. That was meant for my girlfriend.

P-

Figured. Having problems are we? I am always here if you need to talk.

D-

I don't think it is something I can really talk about, I don't even know it myself yet.

P-

Hey, I am here all the same, chances are I have probably been through the same thing.

D-

I doubt it. How old are you anyway?

P-

19. And you?

D-

Just turned 17.

P-

See, I have a bit more experience than you, you can tell me all your problems and I can try to help you.

D-

What is this? Like Dr Phil for people who accidentally try to break up with their girlfriends but don't manage to because they send it to a wrong number and then become doomed to a life of being sexually confused while in a relationship with an octopus.

P-

I have never dated an octopus, but I can help with all your other problems.

D-

I just ranted to a random. Yay. And besides, you seem normal, not like you would have problems with the closet.

P-

I never dealt with my closet problems, my parents still don't know I am gay.

D-

Really? I am too. I mean I tried the whole girl thing, it just isn't working.

P-

Don't force it if it doesn't work. That is the only advice I can give you upon this matter.

D-

Ok, thank you, random wrong number Dr Phil, in closet gay guy who likes lions. You have helped me a little.

P-

I am always here. What is your name, actually curious. Seeing as you have a good idea about mine.

D-

Ha ha ha ha, no. Not telling you. So shall I guess your name? Philip is it?

P-

Maybe. Seeing as you know now, tell me your name.

D-

Daniel. Happy now pedo?

P-

Very, you doing anything at the moment?

D-

Nope, contemplating what I am going to do now. Deciding that I should do nothing.

P-

What were you thinking of doing?

D-

Ah, well that was the point. I decided that I am not going to tell you. Ha, I win.

P-

This is no fair. I will fill your bed with bees.

D-

Well that would be interesting but you don't know where that is now, do you?

P-

Doesn't take that long for me to find out. Anyway, sorry, I have to run away and make myself some food or else I will get none.

Bye!

I feel something writing around in my chest, yes, I have admitted it to someone, I have accepted that fact, and he has accepted me for it, he doesn't judge me for it. He is gay too.

Philip.

I could get used to that, I could get used to having someone to talk to, just talk to, someone who cares about my feelings, not just what they feel in bed. I wanted to tell him that I like him, that I am starting to feel something inside, something real. I am getting a warm fuzzy feeling just from texting someone.

That's right Dan, you have found someone who you like. They are male. I was right all along.

Thank you.