Discalimer: I don't own Dan/Phil nor anyone associated with them

Hey guys, so my new friend Lilithunleashed along with quite a few others have given me some fantastic ideas for the story that honestly have helped me a lot. I don't plan out my stories, I make them up as I go, with maybe a few things being planned out. So yeah thanks to you lovely people for helping, thank you for reviewing faving and following, that means a lot XD ok lets go.


Dan sat on the couch, his plate of food sitting there on the table barely touched. The incident with Phil earlier, was driving him up the wall and was honestly making him go insane. He was a jealous person..he knew that much, but Phil wasn't interested in Charlie, nor was Charlie interested in Phil...alright, that last part was a lie. Charlie was still in love with Phil, he always had been. Despite the other guy Charlie dated, his heart belonged to Phil. Just as Dan's did. He sniffed, as he got up to take the plate to the kitchen. Wincing as he could feel the blood, with each step he took. He seriously owed Carrie an apology for saying that, not to mention the pad was really uncomfortable.

He sighed and decided to go to the bathroom to change into a fresh one, thankfully Louise and Zoe had bought him some. He went to the bathroom, and after changing he went over to the sink and looked himself over in the mirror.

His eyeliner was running down his cheeks thanks to his tears, his eyes were red and puffy. His hands making their way onto his stomach, his fingers curling inward pinching the skin until it was red and raw. He didn't know why he even bothered...Phil would never love him, why else would he go back to Charlie of all people? Maybe he was being over dramatic, after all they were just friends...just friends. So then why did he go and leave you? Because their friends..Phil is allowed to have friends and go places without me...but why with Charlie?

Because Charlie's better than me, he sighed, and opened the cupboard so he could take some sleeping pills. He really didn't want to dream at all tonight...his hand froze when he spotted a razor. He gingerly took it in his hand, and closed the mirror...he closed his eyes and kntted his brow. Memories swirling in his mind of that day.

Dan entered the bathroom, his face was red and stained with tears...he looked in the mirror and allowed himself to cry. Why was he so stupid? Why couldn't he do anything right? No wonder his parents didn't pay him any mind, he was a failure, who couldn't even pass a stupid exam. He sniffed, and slammed his hands down on the sink. His body trembling, as the sobs echoed in the bathroom...he failed, and that meant he was a loser...that was all he was. Just a loser, a burden on hard workers like Phil. Immediately he remembered Phil, and looked up in the mirror. Practicing his fake smile for when Phil came back...Dan had learned long ago that if you just smiled. Then people wouldn't mind, they wouldn't ask questions, they wouldn't worry..it was selfish to make people worry about you, especially when they have better and more important things to be worrying about.

Dan sniffed, and ran the water to wash his face..when he noticed a razor blade. He gingerly picked it up and held it in his hand..a little voice in his head, telling him to do it...that no one was going to care anyway. Everyone would be happier and better off without him, and with that he rolled up his sleeve and pressed the blade to his skin.

Dan bit his lip, Phil was better off with Charlie anyway he decided as he placed the blade to his skin when someone slapped it out of his hand. He cried out, as it had nicked him, but otherwise wasn't deadly. He looked up, and grew pale at the sight of Phil standing there in shock.

" Are you crazy? do you remember what happened last time!" He screamed immediately grabbing Dan by the shoulder's. Dan's brown eyes widened, having never had Phil's anger directed at him before, It was alarming and frightening. " What were you thinking Dan! what if I hadn't come in time! what if you actually died this time?!"

Dan wrenched himself out of Phil's grasp and backed away, his brown eyes meeting Phil's. Phil looked on, anger and worry meshing together inside his body. He shook his head and looked on at Dan in shock, before taking the blade and leaving Dan there in the bathroom by himself. He threw it away, before sitting down on the steps and resting his chin on his hand. His eyes were stinging and his face was beginning to burn. He felt someone wrap their arms around his shoulder...he knew it was Dan.

" I'm sorry...I just, you were with Charlie and...I figured you were better off with him. Why on earth would you want someone like me? " Blurted Dan, Phil stopped and looked back at Dan...his jaw dropped when suddenly it clicked.

" Dan...do you love me?" He asked, Dan bit his lip ad looked down at the ground...when he felt his stomach hurt, and his insides twist. He groaned, and leaned against the railing, immediately Phil was at his side and carried him to his room.

" No..want to sleep with you." Remarked Dan weakly, Phil nodded and took Dan to his room. Gently setting him down on the bed, Phil brushed some hair from her face, as she gripped her stomach and felt like his insides were being ripped apart.

" I'll get you some pain relief." Said Phil, before leaving to get something..the minute he left, he saw the woman.

" Why...he was ab-"

" I know child..but you didn't think I'd make it that easy on you did I? Although I'm a bit disappointed in you, two days have passed and have not made any progress." Said the woman, Dan flashed one of his cocky grins at her and smirked.

" To be fair I've always been disappointing, did it really take you this long to notice?" Asked Dan,

She sneered and disappeared as Phil came back with some medicine, after taking it he found that his period pains went down. He sighed, and leaned against Phil, who pressed up against her and wrapped his arms around a frightened Dan. Dan looked at the wall, wondering how things could get any worse.