Chapter 15
AN: I was texted my friend something really weird as an inside joke and then his mom responded saying his phone is taken away and I have never been more embarrassed in my life. If it really was him I swear I'm going to murder him.

After scrolling past a gif set of Phil's feet covered in honey (AN: Thank you talkingcows for making me laugh) I saw a couple pictures of a guy and a girl. The first one was of them hugging and the second was of the girl kissing the guys cheek. So what? Then I looked closer. The girl was me and the guy was Dan. Someone saw us and took a picture.

The caption said "So little Daniel finally got a girlfriend!"

"Oh my god." I said stunned. "I'm not your girlfriend."

"That's what you're concerned about!" Dan laughed. "Not the fact that we had somebody stalk us around the park and take pictures of us?"

"Why are they calling you Daniel?" I asked. "That just makes them sound weird."

"Meet me at my apart- damn you and your American slang- flat." Dan said.

I laughed. "Sure give me a second."

I hopped up, studying my appearance. I was wearing green sweatpants and a black sweatshirt. My hair was down and slightly messed up so I pulled it into a bun at the top of my head. I was wearing no makeup which I was okay with. I didn't really wear a lot of makeup anywhere. Usually just mascara and sometimes a nude eye shadow. I grabbed some chap stick, smoothing it onto my lips and then putting it in my pocket. I pulled on slippers and walked over to Dan and Phil's place. I was far past knocking on the door so I just opened the door (unlocked, as usual) and yelled in saying that it was me and not to shoot.

Dan was in the living room, a tweet already open, but totally blank. "Hey Les. What am I supposed to say?"

"The truth?" I offered.

"Have you met the fandom? They wont take that for a second. They won't stop until they no who you are and when they do find out, they will either want to kill you or hate you for breaking my heart- no offense, I'm over it, but they won't be. And they'll hate me for god knows how long for not telling them about you."

"Okay, so not the truth."

"Right, but what do I say? That you're my sister? No, they already know I don't have a sister, just a pesky younger brother who's into blackmailing people to get what he wants." That sounded familiar. I think I saw a fan fiction where that happened. Oh yeah, The Fangirl Factor. That was actually pretty good, though it was weird reading about my -now ex- boyfriend.

Phil came into the room, holding a tray of coffee for all of us. "I swear Phil. Every time I come to your house, you make me coffee."

"Actually, I make it so I feel better about my coffee addiction." Phil stated, laughing.

"Phil!" Dan practically yelled, "This is really not the time for joking."

"Come on. Lighten up Dan. It will be fine." I said.

"But Leslie.." Dan trailed off.

"It will be fine. Let's just wait for a while and see if any ideas come to us."

We turned on The Lion King and sat on the couch. I thought of the day when we watched high school musical two and sat on the couch together. I could almost feel his hand on mine. Dan had his hand tensely gripped on the couch. His hand started to move towards mine, not stopping until it was rested on top of mine. I kept my hand there and our eyes met. I looked at the screen, my heart racing. We stayed silent until the last scene and Dan jumped up.

"I have an idea!"

AN: Sorry it's so short. You know how much I love cliff hangers! So of course, I left you on one. Hope you don't mind. Story of the day. So in class we have 10-15 minutes to do a free write and we write whatever we want and some how, I made my teacher almost cry. I may or may not have made it as sad as possible. It was a prompt where you based the whole story off of a color. Mine was purple and the mom may or may not die from cancer. Love you guys! -Georgia