Dan's POV
A little while later we finally got out of bed. "Phil... listen. We are gonna get through this together, okay? I know it's gonna be hard, but we have to try. I'm sure you would rather let me help you than go to the hospital or some mental institution. You just have to go in with an open mind. Everything will get better, I promise. And I will always be here for you. I'll be there every step of the way and you can always, and I mean always come to me for absolutely anything. You promise you'll come to me next time?"
He nodded his head and said, "Thank you Dan. I really want to try and get better. I promise I'll try my best, but I can't promise it will always be enough."
"But that's okay Phil. That happens to everyone. We're human. As long as you are truly trying, it's okay," I smiled. He nodded and pulled me in for a hug.
"Come on. We'll start simple. Let's play some video games."
"Oh my god Dan... where do our subscribers think we are?" Phil asked.
"Well I mean I've been tweeting a lot, trying to explain as much as I can."
"Wait did you tell them that I..." he started with a worried look on his face.
"I told them about the accident and that you were focusing on getting better. I made one or two videos for my channel, but everyone seems pretty okay with us being gone. I mean of course they really want a video, but we have gotten a lot of support. They seem to be more worried about your health than a video which is amazing," I said. Phil took a breath of relief.
"Good. I love our subscribers... I really do. But we should definitely make a video soon. They deserve it," He replied.
"Yeah but we don't have to do it today. Whenever you're ready. They've already waited a month, so I think they can wait a little longer. We should just focus on getting you better for now," I smiled.
"Yeah you're right." Phil and I continued to the living room.
"So what game do-" I started. But I was interrupted by my phone ringing.
"Oh Phil! It's my aunt. This might take a while," I said nervously.
"Oh don't worry about it. I'll just wait on the couch. Maybe watch some TV." I nodded and gave him a grateful smile, picking up the phone. After about a half hour of talking to my aunt, I'll admit, I did want to hang up. I couldn't do that to her though. Then, Phil came into the room. He looked like he was out of patience. I gave him an apologetic look. He came over behind me and starting kissing my neck. I bit my lip to hold back a gasp. Phil lightly kissed his way up my jaw before lightly sucking on my neck. A moan escaped my lips and my aunt went silent.
"Umm haha s-sorry about that," I said a blush rising to my cheeks. I couldn't think straight and I kept stuttering as Phil continued to kiss my neck.
A couple moments later my aunt said,"You know what Dan? Go enjoy yourself. I'll call you in a couple days."
"Uh-umm yeah. I'll t-talk to you later," I stuttered out.
"Bye sweetheart," she said. I could practically hear her smirking as I hung up.
"Phil!" I shouted turning around. He giggled.
"What? I was getting bored!"he said. I rolled my eyes, but I still let out a small laugh.
"Come on you twat. Let's just play a game," I said walking towards the living room.
...
A couple hours later, Phil said," Hey Dan? I don't want to be rude, but I think I've had enough for today. I just need some alone time. Baby steps... right?"
"Right," I said. "You go ahead... but Phil? Please please promise you won't cut or anything like that? If you want to, please just come to me."
He hesitated for a moment," I-I'll try. I just don't want to promise anything."
I didn't like his answer, but I knew he was trying so I let it go. I gave him a small nod and a smile as he made his way down the hall. I sighed. How could I have not noticed him cutting before? Or how have a not noticed his eating problem? He's had since before I even met him! Am I really that oblivious? This was all to much for me so I decided to lay down on the couch. I felt myself slowly start to drift off to sleep, my mind still on Phil.
...
Phil's POV
I layed down on my bed and stared up at the ceiling. I knew Dan cared about me, but something still felt off. I mean Dan loves me, or at least I'm pretty sure, and he might be a bit sad if I died... but he would get over it pretty quickly right? He would find some other nice guy and he would just forget about me. I didn't mean that much to him. Right? No... I'm a pathetic waste of space. He probably only acts the way he does because he feels bad for me. Maybe for the sake of the YouTube channel he's still living with me. That's gotta be it. What if I just ended it all now? Would the phandom be upset? Would my parents be upset? No... they wouldn't care. Or would they? It was that tiny bit of wonder, that tiny bit of hope and uncertainty keeping me alive. Of course I didn't want to live this life anymore, but what if that tiny little bit of hope was right? What if everyone did miss me? What if it was a really big deal I died? My head started to hurt thinking about it all, so I closed my eyes. And after a few minutes, I felt myself drift off into a dreamless sleep.
... (The next morning)
I opened my eyes and peeked at the clock. 9:36 AM. I sighed and got out of bed. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, grabbed my crutches, and made my way to the kitchen, where I heard the banging of pots and pans. When I walked in the kitchen, I saw Dan standing over a pan of sizzling bacon. He was singing too. I listened for a moment and realized it was Can't Help Falling in Love. I smiled and leaned against the door frame, listening and watching him cook. A few moments later, he turned around and jumped.
"Oh Phil! How long have you been standing there?" he asked, a blush rising in his cheeks.
"Not long," I replied. I made my way over to him and pressed a small kiss to his lips.
"Morning," I said quietly.
"And good morning to you too," he smirked. I stepped back and took a seat at the table. Once Dan finished cooking, he set two plates down and took a seat on my left.
"So Phil... I actually wanted to talk to you about something."
"Okay..." I said slowly, nodding my head for him to go on.
"Well... tonight there's going to be this big fancy party at a hotel about 20 minutes from here. It's for a bunch of YouTubers and we were invited. Now of course we don't have to go if you don't want to. We can do whatever you want it's just a thought. I mean it might be fun because PJ, Chris, and Kat are gonna be there, but whatever you decide is fine," he said. I thought for a moment. Was I really ready for something like that? It might be good for me, to see some my friends. But then again... that's a really long car ride. I'm not sure I would make it through to be honest.
"You know what? Why not. I hope it will help me a bit to see some friends, but can you promise me one thing?"
"And what's that?"
"If I need to leave, you'll help me. I know that seems so selfish but I could really use the support," I said blushing.
"Of course Phil. Don't feel selfish at all," Dan gave me an encouraging smile. I nodded and gave him a small smile.
...
Later that night, I was putting on my navy suit and tie when there was a knock on my door.
"Come in," I called. Dan came in wearing a black suit, tie in hand.
"Wow you look amazing Phil," he said pecking my cheek.
"Thanks. So do you."
He smiled but it soon turned to a blush. "Umm Phil? Do you think you could maybe help me with my tie?"
I smiled, "Of course." He handed me the tie and I put it around his neck. I quickly tied it and once I was done, he gave me a grateful smile.
"Thank you Phil," he said.
"Of course." As he was about to leave the room, he turned around and grabbed my tie. I was shocked at first, but he pulled me into him and kissed me. I smiled and melted into the kiss. A few moments later he pulled away and smiled. Without a word, he walked out of the room and closed the door behind him. I smiled to myself and went to the mirror. I put on my glasses and fixed my quiff. I then sat down on my bed and put on my black dress shoes. Once I was done getting ready, I grabbed my crutches and made my way to the living room. Once I got there, Dan was already there, leaning against the wall on his phone.
"Nice hobbit hair," I commented.
He looked up and grinned. "Thanks... you ready to go?"
"Yep," I said and we walked out the door. My heart was beating out of my chest as I reluctantly got in the car.
"Hey... hey Phil look at me," Dan said lifting my chin to look at him.
"It's gonna be alright. Okay? I'll drive slow and I'll be with you all the way through. Just close your eyes and imaging yourself somewhere nice and peaceful... okay?" I gave him a small nod and he grabbed my sweaty hand. I felt a few tears slip down my cheeks as the car started, but the feeling of Dan's hand in mine calmed me down a bit. I closed my eyes and leaned all the way back on the headrest. All throughout the drive, I took deep, calming breaths. Finally the car came to a stop and I heard Dan unbuckle his seatbelt. I forced myself to open my eyes. I gasped. Outside a beautiful hotel towered above us. Each room had a balcony full of bright colorful flowers, and the walls were reflective. It shined in the starlight.
"Ready?" Dan asked.
I took a deep breath and nodded. He gave my hand a light squeeze, before we separated and stepped out of the car. There were famous YouTubers everywhere. Markiplier, PewDiePie, FazeRug, all of the big names that basically created YouTube. Did Dan and I really belong here?
