Okayy sorry if this is bad... I own nothing but the plot, and the tweets are not real. THIS IS FICTION. Enjoy 3

Dan grabbed his coat and said goodbye to the BBC radio 1 team, followed suit by a beaming Phil. They had presented their third show, talked to Mr weebl and played High School Musical. It was safe to say they had a great time, and every moment they spent together, at home or in the studio, brought them even closer as friends. They thought of each other as brothers now, and never spent a moment together without smiling. Dan thought this was good in multiple ways, one being they always had fun, and two, Phil couldn't lie to him if there was something wrong.
They walked through the doors of the studio, and then into the taxi. Dan said the address and turned to talk to Phil, who was already staring at Dan. "Well, that was great, eh Phil?" Dan said, beaming from ear to ear.
Phil said nothing, he just stared into Dans eyes, rarely blinking. Dan waved his hand in front of Phils face, snapping him out of his trance. "Uh, yeah. It was great, wasn't it?"
Dan nodded, "Phil, are you okay?"
Phil looked wearily at Dan, "Just a bit car sick."
Hearing this, the cab driver stopped it immediately. "If you're going to be sick, do it outside my car." He said gruffly. Dan rolled his eyes and helped his friend out of the car. He sat Phil down on the curb, pulling a bottle of water out of his bag.
"Drink this, it might help." Dan said, looking at Phil with worry.
Phil began to gulp down the water, Dan rubbed his back soothingly. "Are you sure that's all that's wrong, Phil?" Dan asked, not believing he was simply 'sick'.
Phil looked up at Dan, stared right into his caring eyes. Dan was literally Phils universe, his reason for being alive. Everytime Phil looked at Dan, he felt this fiery passion through him. Phil hated to let his brain admit it, but his heart told him he was in love. Phil opened his mouth to spill his heart through it, but looked down, deciding against it, and simply nodded. They got back into the taxi, Dan still not believing Phil. 'If it was serious, he would tell me, right? I mean we are best friends, he wouldn't keep anything from me. Would he?' Dan thought to himself.
When they arrived home Phil said he was too tired and went to bed, Dan decided to check out twitter and tumblr. He was greeted with the usual Phan stuff. "OMG Dan and Phil = CUTE. Seriously, you guys suit!" Dan rolled his eyes and continued to scroll. "My Phan feels! Ashfjdkchjdk" "Dan, kiss Phil for his birthday. Please? He totally loves you, I know it." Dan winced at this. It was obviously the opposite. Dan loved Phil, it pained him to see Phil thought of Dan as just a friend. Everytime he seen Phil smile... Oh god that smile. It sent his heart on a roller coaster of emotions. But he had to keep it to himself. Phil would think of Dan as a freak if he kissed him. Dan slammed his laptop shut in anger, and regret. Why did Dan have to have feelings for Phil? Why ? Dan decided to give up and call it a night, he decided to go and brush his teeth and head to bed.
He tiredly pulled on the bathroom door handle, expecting no one to be in there. But he saw someone, someone crying. That someone was Phil. Dan immediately dashed to Phils side, panicking. "Phil? What's wrong are you okay ?"
"Dan. Oh god, Dan!" Phil wailed, hammering his fist into the side of the bath.
"Phil? Its okay, I'm here. What's wrong? You have to tell me, Phil." Dan asked, "Phil seriously, you're scaring me."
Phil looked up at Dan, realising it was him, and he wasn't just hearing things. "Dan..." He choked, "I'm... I'm fine."
"Phil, you're not." Dan said firmly. He pulled Phil to his feet, and guided him into Dans room. He sat Phil on his bed and looked into his eyes. "Phil, please. Let me help you." Dan felt sick seeing Phil this way, "Has someone hurt you?"
Phil shook his head. "Dan..." He looked at the ground, focusing on nothing in particular. "I love you." He blurted out.
"I love you too Phil, now, what's wrong?"
"NO!" Phil screamed, "Not like that! Not as friends, Dan! I LOVE you! Like, I want you to be my boy friend!"
Silence fell across the room, the only noise you could hear was the ticking of the clock. "No, I- I don't believe you."
"Dan, as stupid as it sounds. I mean it. But maybe I am stupid!" Phil yelled, storming through to his room.
"No Phil! That's not..." Dan realised it was hopeless, he collapsed onto his bed, "What I meant..." He sobbed into his pillow.

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