Dan stayed locked up in his room for a majority of the next couple of days, only coming out for occasional food. He scarcely spoke or even looked at his black haired roommate, though he was the only thing Dan could think about. Phil often tried to speak to him, but Dan refused to reply over and over again, but that didn't ever seem to stop Phil from trying. Dan knew Phil was way too stubborn to give up without a fight, but he didn't know just how stubborn he was. It had been almost three days since Dan had confessed his undying love for Phil, and yet Phil wouldn't stop trying to get him to speak about it. Dan had to admit though, he felt guilty, he really did, but there was no damn way he was going to talk to Phil about his biggest confession ever. At least he thought he wasn't until one Saturday afternoon when Dan finally gave into his hunger and went to retrieve food from the kitchen. He thought Phil was in his bedroom, but he couldn't have been more wrong. Dan quietly crept out of his bedroom and was almost halfway to the kitchen when Phil appeared out of what seemed like thin air and grabbed onto his arm. Despite what Dan had thought, Phil had a seriously tight grip that Dan couldn't escape.

"We need to talk, Dan" Phil said in a serious, but light tone a pleading look in his bright blue eyes. In one way he almost looked as if he'd been crying, Dan decided, but in another he just looked tired.

Dan tried to break from Phil's grip, but he couldn't, he continued to struggle as he spoke, "No, Phil, we don't need to talk, we more than anything don't need to talk, you just think we do." He spat in an abnormally harsh tone, "Okay, I shouldn't have told you anything, and as far as I'm concerned, I didn't. So just let me go" He tried to walk away again, but Phil just tightened his grip even more.

Phil felt as if he'd been stabbed in his heart by the way was Dan talking to him. 'Fine. If you want to be that way then so be it. Two can play at this game' he thought to himself before opening his mouth again, "No, Dan", he mocked Dan's bitter and cold tone, "We do need to talk, okay? I know that maybe you don't want to talk, but we sure as hell need to! So just sit down right now and lets talk this out." He sat in the middle of the hallway that they were in, pulling Dan down with him, "Now talk"

Daniel swallowed out of anger and surprise when Phillip got snappy with him, he did deserve it, but it just wasn't like Phil to be mean to anyone, even when they deserved it. Tears stung his eyes as he refused to let them fall down his face as he listened to the words his best friend spoke. Dan knew Phil was right, they needed to talk, but he really, really didn't want to. He only sat when he was told to, because Phil dragged him down. Dan bit the inside of his lip refusing to talk.

"Daniel", Phil said calmly, "please just talk to me. Tell me what you're thinking, tell me about what you've been doing held up in your room for the past three days, please just tell me."

"Phillip", Dan uttered, 'Oh gosh', he thought, 'I'm about to spill my soul to the last person I want to', but he took a deep breath and started talking, "You, Phil, okay?" He failed at not crying right then.

Phil looked at him slightly confused, "Me? What?"

"Goddammit, Phil. You're the only thing I can think about. All the time, you're the only thing that's ever on my mind." His words were muffled by his tears, but Phil still seemed to understand every word Dan was saying, "How your sea-blue eyes light up when you laugh, or the mess of a black fringe falling into your eyes" He reached out and ran his hand through Phil's fringe, before quickly drawing his hand back, "Just you, Phillip, everything about you. The terrible jokes and the awkward sentences and just you." He wiped at the salty tears running down his pale face, looking down in embarrassment. Dan had never planned to fall for Phil, but it had happened. He just wished Phil would feel the same way about him.

Phillip

Phil took a moment to comprehend what he had just heard Dan say. Could Daniel James Howell really feel that way about him? Could anybody really feel that way about him? He knew that some of his subscribers had one of those 'celebrity crush' type thing on him, but could anyone actually be so hopelessly in love with him that he was the only thing that they could ever think of? Dan seemed to be 100% totally sincere, but he didn't know how he felt about Dan. He didn't want to crush the boy more than he already had, but it seemed like he was going to have to.

"Oh" was all he said when he did finally speak again. He looked at Dan who couldn't seem to even look at him, with from the tears and the embarrassment. Phil didn't like seeing Dan just in such a state of pain, but he didn't know what to do. Dan seemed to just stare blankly at there carpeted floor in the hallway, tears streaming down his face, Phil decided he couldn't bare looking at Dan like that. Phil lifted Dan's head up and gave him a small sympathetic smile. Dan just stared blankly at a wall behind Phil, "Dan please look at me" When Dan refused to even give Phil a remote glance, Phil sighed in defeat, "I'm sorry, Dan. I really, really am. I know how hard this must be for you... I'm sorry this is what its came to. But I'm still you're best friend, and I always will be. I'm here for you.. Please just talk to me again. You need to talk to someone, and I'm right here."

Dan struggled to his feet before turning and walking down the hallway back to his bedroom. He didn't need this, he didn't need Phil's sympathy. "Maybe one day I will talk to you about things, but today isn't that day" He simply said before shutting his door.

"Dan! No!" Phil ran after the boy, but it was too late. The door was once again slammed in his face without much of a reason. He screamed into a pillow out of frustration, he just wanted Dan to be happy, and talking things out would help with that.

'No', Phil thought, 'That won't make him happy.. I will. I'm probably the only thing that will ever make him happy ever again. Fuck, Lester, what the fuck am I suppose to do. I can't force myself to love somebody, he knows that'

Daniel

Dan sat on the edge of his bed staring out of the window. He decided he was going to talk to somebody, it just wasn't going to be Phil. He was going to talk to people who understood and never judged him. He was going to talk to the Phandom. A random live-stream would do something, hopefully. Dan pulled his phone out and started the video.

"Hello internet." He started off quietly. He knew he looked like complete and utter death, but he didn't have time to give a fuck. "So have any of you ever just had a secret so big that your afraid to tell anyone, because your afraid of being judged?" He ran a hand through his dark brown fringe "Yeah.. lately thats been happening to me more and more often, and I really don't know what to do. I know I should probably talk to someone, but I have way too much damn pride to do so... Ugh I just." He stopped his sentence short not knowing what else to say. Dan could feel the tears in his eyes and stopped caring right then. He let all the tears run down his face as he tried to think of what to say, "You guys deserve better, so much better, and I'm sorry that I'm just such a fucking mess. I love everyone of my subscribers, and I honestly don't know where I'd be without you guys, but I feel so bad for everyone who's watching this. I don't know why I thought this was a good idea, but it's too late to turn back now. Just never hold things in, tell someone... That's the moral of this video. I guess. Thank you to all of you watching this.." Dan then stopped the video and threw his phone on his bed before rolling onto it. His phone continually went off with notifications on his newest video. Dan picked his phone back up as he read through the comments/

"Daniel, we all love you no matter your flaws" One comment read

"DAN! DON'T THINK LIKE THAT, YOU'RE ONE OF THE MOST AMAZING, BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE EVER! WE ALL LOVE YOU" Another said

"Dan... What's going on? Stop worrying us. Please just tell us what's going on" The comments were all like that. He didn't deserve this many people who cared about him.

Dan read through the comments until one particular one caught his eye.

"Dan, please just come out of your room. Please we can talk this out." Amazingphil wrote.

People went crazy after that...

Two days later, Dan cautiously came out of his room. He sat on the sofa not even caring about Phil finding him.

"OH THANK GOD, DANIEL. YOU'VE HAD MY WORRIED." Phil ran out of nowhere and attacked Dan with a hug "NEVER DO THAT AGAIN"

Dan hugged Phil back "I'm sorry, Phil. I just don't know what to do. I'm just scared"

Phil broke the hug apart and sat next to Dan "I know, and I'm sorry too"

Dan nodded looking at his hands.

Phil hugged Dan again trying to fix the part of them that had broken, "I know I've been annoying, but I want you to know you're always going to be my best friend"

Dan tried to contain the tears, but miserably failed "I-I know"

Phil hugged him for the next five minutes in awkward silence. When he finally broke apart from Dan he knew what he needed to say, "Maybe, just maybe one day" He whispered sending Dan into another fit of tears.

"I love you, Phillip Michael Lester. And I always will" Dan whispered back. It wasn't his smartest move, but it was the truth.

Phil swallowed "Yeah..." He stared at the ground not having a response to that.

Philip

After another ten minutes of silence, Phil got up from the couch and went to his bedroom shutting the door. He sat at his desk and thought for a while. Thought about everything. About Dan, about their channel, about his life. What could he do to make Dan feel better other than love him, nothing probably. It was driving him insane. He couldn't stand not being able to make somebody happy. He was Phil Lester, making people happy was his specialty, and it really sucked when he couldn't do it. When not everyone he wanted to be could be happy. "Please, Dan. Please just try and be happy again.. For me. You say you love me, well if you love me, please be happy." Phil whispered to himself as he drummed his fingers on his laptop, "Please" He didn't know why, but Dan not being happy was making Phil unhappy. Phil didn't know it just yet, but he was just as hopelessly in love with Dan as Dan was with him...