Disclaimer: I don't own Dan or Phil. I also don't own any other YouTubers you may see in this story (such as KickThePj [PJ Liguori],crabstickz (Chris Kendall) sprinkleofglitter [Louise Pentland], etc.), any real life references you may see, social media (Primarily YouTube, but also Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, etc.), music/song references, as well as artists/bands (such as Muse, MCR, etc.), and whatever you recognize. I am not creative enough to own that stuff :P I do own my OC, Abigail Elizabeth Woods, who I think is creative...?

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it's a shame you all forgot me before it got really interesting.
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Are you ready for five chapters in a row to me to get back on track? Merry fucking Christmas :')

Chapter 26: I'll Be Waiting For You

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"Dear Phil,

It's weird to write letters nowadays — I'm sure that I could've just emailed you. But I am proud of what I am doing. This is something I never thought I'd do, but I should've done this the moment I saw you.

It's weird to say 'I love you' to someone I met not too long ago. I see you as...an enigma. A puzzle waiting to be solved. I'm just trying to say you are something I've never seen before.

It's weird to admit that I am in love with everything that you do. I love that cute jumper that you hide from your fans because I gave that to you a while ago and you wanted it to be something only between us (though I secretly can't wait for you to wear it, just to be a sneaky tease). The cute little laugh that you hide behind your hands. It sends blood rushing to my cheeks and the food covered on my hands from when I snorted it out when laughing with you (we're not going to talk about that anymore :P).

(I wonder what would Dan say if he read this? He'd think you will fall in love with a crazy person. Abi would too, and she willthink this is all crazy.)

It's weird to know that I will always fall for you — in whatever life we may live. I formally met you months ago, but I feel like I've known you long before you acknowledged my existence.

It's weird to think that I was always here, and so were you. It's like I'm meeting you for the umpeenth time in my lifetime. I never felt this way about anyone before, Phil. People know me as cold-hearted, loud, and a seductress, but no one has seen the real me except for you.

It's weird to say these kind of things. I don't usually say these kind of things, but I do fucking love you, Phil. You've made me feel things, which is something I didn't think anyone could have shown me. I hope that you will soon know that it's me, in front of you, that you will give your love to.

It's weird. We're weird. I love that though.

~Rosa

P.S - Take the Advil. It might help you ;)"

Phil's hands tremble with the paper in his hands. His head was pounding and he didn't know how to comprehend what he just read (mainly because Rosa had a terrible habit of italicizing — or what he thinks is italicizing — her words in pencil for 'emphasis').

'Maybe you're just lonely,' his conscience argues. 'This could just be your need to have someone in your life to get rid of this 'phan' branding.'

He knows what he's thinking — sure, he loves Dan, but not in that way. Honestly, he thinks it's a little disquieting; people monitor each move that could hint at a relationship that didn't exist in the way they want it to be. He's always considered having someone to prove them wrong, but he knew no one would want to—

No. That's not true. It's just that he wouldn't have time — yes, that's it, he reasons. No one would expect him to have time for a love life, and it's not like he's thought of it for a while.

Phil nearly laughs at his thoughts. 'I'm literally married to my job'

Technically, it was true — YouTube was the only thing he had. His fan base was always there, Dan was always there, and so was Abi.

But Rosalina...she was the only thing that wasn't already in his life. She was making him happy...surely that meant he could...could he?

Abi and Dan are going to be happy together one day; why couldn't he just let this happen too?

His thoughts were squished into a puddle of nonsense that he couldn't understand. His head was still pounding as well — that Advil wasn't sounding too bad now.

"Phil?" Abi's voice calls from downstairs, and the sound of steps going up the staircase got closer and closer. "Are you up yet? I thought I heard footsteps in here…"

Phil quickly pops the pill in his mouth and grabs the glass of water. He downs it in less than five seconds and takes a small breath. He pushes his glasses up and, in his panic, pulls off al the bed sheets and wraps it around him.

"Wait, I—"

The door opens, and Abi's face is the first thing his wide eyes saw. Her hair was up in a messy bun and she had her brown, thin-framed glasses on. She tilts her head to the side, and Phil can feel his cheeks heat up.

"I...uh...just woke up." His voice was high and squeaky. Abi's eyebrow arches, and she looks behind Phil and tries not to seem fazed at what was hanging on the edge of his wicker-frame bed. She looks at him smugly, and he clenches his teeth in a smile, side stepping to the left in attempts of covering up his embarrassment.

"Do you want me to wash that?"

"I-I don't know what you're talking about!" Phil stutters. Abi smirks.

"The glass," Abi states, "I meant the glass."

Phil's cheeks go red and he holds the glass forward. Abi takes it hesitantly and steps back.

They make nervous eye contact for a while. When Phil has finally had enough, he pulls the bedsheet up to his face to prove his desperation; Abi leaves him alone at last.

"Abi? Can you come in the kitchen?" Dan asks, and Abi stands up from her place on the couch and pauses her show on the TV.

She faces Striker, who's beside her on the couch, and murmurs, "I'll be right back. His lordship wants me."

Dan chuckles when she walks in, a smirk on her face. He looks up from behind his camera.

"I can hear you from the kitchen you know," Dan says smugly. Abi rolls her eyes and leans over the kitchen island.

"Are you filming a new video?" she asks. Dan looks at the camera, balanced on a tripod on the table, and nods proudly.

"Yup!" he chirps. "Or at least, I hope I am. The idea is kind of crap, but I am trying to think about how it will work without me giving up."

"What's the video on?"

"Things that annoy me," Dan replies, focusing on setting up the angle for the camera. "I could use a little help filming though, as Phil has said he needs to start focusing on some 'secret project'."

Abi frowns. "When did he say that?"

Dan shrugs. "He texted me a few minutes ago."

"He's in his room, you know."

"I know," he answers quickly.

Abi put a hand on her hip in disbelief. "You guys live in the same house and you've resorted to texting each other just so you don't have to get up?"

"You know we're lazy," Dan smirks. "So is that a yes?"

"Sure," Abi says brightly. "I don't have much to do anyway."

"Great!" Dan beams, motioning her to come near the tripod. She follows, and when she's behind it, Dan steps in front of the lense.

"Okay, so the first thing I'm shooting is when people leave all the cabinets open," he states.

"Oh, that pisses me off too," Abi comments when Dan is looking at her for feedback. His smile was so wide that it was beginning to annoy Abi as well.

"You and Phil do it all the time!" he exclaims, and Abi laughs. She goes behind the camera and looks through the lense, before lifting her gaze up to see that Dan has somehow gotten closer to her than before. She fights back the urge to kiss him.

"We're going to start with that cabinet," He points to the left one on the wall, "and I will slam it closed as I walk buy it. I don't think I want the camera following me, as I plan on making it scenes that cut every sentence I say referring to the topic."

Abi nods and Dan continues.

"So it's gonna be me saying 'Like, once will piss me off a bit,' then cut to this scene. Then after that passes, I'll say 'But when it happens again, and again, and again…'. Between every 'again', it'll be more and more cabinets being open, and me getting frustrated every single time going forward, before the last scene when it's me on my knees with my fists in the air and every cabinet being open."

Abi cracks at the thought. "That sounds...complex."

"Hey, humour doesn't just come out of nowhere," Dan retorts, and Abi feels his breath on her lips.

"S-Sounds great," she says, her voice nearly cracking. Dan grins like the Chesire cat itself.

"Awesome," he laughs, and he positions himself. Abi raises her hand and gives him a thumbs-up and he gets himself into character. He walks past the open cabinet and—

"Fuck!" he swears as he walks right into the surface. Abi bursts out into laughter, walking around the counter and closing the cabinet to stand in front of Dan.

"Please tell me you're keeping that for the video!" she giggles. Dan rolls his eyes.

"Only because I need an after-bit," Dan says after some silence, rubbing his nose. "Bloody hell, I didn't know we had cabinets of steel."

"It's better than glass doors," Abi points out, and Dan nods.

"God bless open-space living," he groans, and Abi laughs again.

"How did you even hit that?"

Dan walks back to where he started and says, "Look, it seemed a lot farther away from where I was."

He did the whole thing again successfully. Abi smiles, doing the 'ok' gesture.

"Good quality shit right there," she jokes, as Dan walks back, and Dan rolls his eyes, going over to the camera and watches everything replay in front of him.

He puts a finger under his chin and nods approvingly.

"Three cabinets this time?" Abi asks. "In a row, maybe? Just show that you're drilling through them like an angry mole or something."

"God, you're not the director here," Dan mumbles, but opens all three anyway. Abi smirks.

"That's what I thought," Abi says cockily. Dan gets back at her by stepping right in her face, and their noses barely touched. She gulps

"Action," she whispers, and Dan could feel her lips grazing his. He reels back.

"Of course," he says, and Abi clears her throat and begins recording.

A few shots later, Dan and Abi are sitting on the high stools at the kitchen island, eating lunch. Dan had a salad in front of him, transferring the footage onto his laptop.

"I like the one where you slammed the laptop closed on 'Hello Internet' in different areas of the house," Abi comments as she watches him work away. "The one where you walked outside and screamed at the laptop playing the video on the roof was pure genius."

"I can't believe I actually went with it," Dan answers happily.

"I can't believe you actually climbed the roof and put your laptop on it without dying," Abi retorts, and Dan punches her arm playfully.

"The angle was brilliant though," Dan comments, "and the one with the comments whether 'phan' is real or not was pretty funny as well. It's a good idea that you supplied."

"I think Thomas Sanders inspired it, actually," Abi says nonchalantly, stabbing her rice softly with a fork. "I've been binge-watching lately."

Dan hums in agreement. "You have no idea. I've been on a YouTube marathon lately."

"How much do you need for the video?" she asks, and Dan opens a new window for his notes.

"Hmm, that's a good question. We've covered all but one, which I was going to film last just to do it unexpectedly. I kind of want one more. What do we have so far?"

"Open cabinets, 'Hello Internet', people talking about things that they don't know of, opinions being shot down by people...and that unexpected one," Abi answers. "Is there anything else on your list?"

Dan looks at his notes and Abi sees Dan's eyes widen for a split second.

"What is it?" she questions suspiciously.

Dan tips his laptop closed slightly, trying to act as if nothing was wrong. Abi frowns and in one swift move, Abi pulls the laptop from Dan, and before he can say anything, she flung it open.

" 'Things that annoy me,' " she recites. " 'cabinets left open, first video, opinions being disregarded' — wait, did you just write 'disregarded'?"

Dan hides his blush behind a fist. "I was feeling regal?"

"Sure," Abi mutters, and continues. " 'People talking shit about things they're wrong about, have a cut scene for just opening a door on Phil and say nothing more' — that's a genius idea, let's do that after lunch — 'and'..."

"What is it?" Dan asks shyly, knowing what it is. Abi gulps.

" 'Hiding things from others' " she says in a quiet voice. "Though it's good to point out that is purposely put in strikeout."

Dan fights back a smile, and goes back to eating his lunch.

They finish, Abi feeds Striker, and Dan prepares to go up and talk to Phil.

"So we're just going to walk in?" Abi asks as she helps equipment up the stairs alongside Dan.

"Yup," he replies, huffing when they reach the top. "It's just gonna be like 'another thing that annoys me is when I see this' and I'll just open the door to Phil, film his reaction, and wordlessly leave. Just for the lol's, I suppose."

"It does sound funny," Abi muses. "Though I have to warn you, he might be a bit uneasy today."

"Why so?" Dan asks as he gets his camera from Abi. She sighs, pushing up her glasses.

"I saw a bra on the headboard of his bed," she says in a hushed voice, pulling him to the side. "I caught him naked this morning as well with a glass in his hand."

"Knowing Phil, he must've took an Advil. The bottle was on the counter when I woke up, though it was sealed" he whispers.

"Perhaps he has his own?" Abi prompts. Dan shrugs

"Do you think he had drunk sex with someone?" Dan asks. "That's the real question."

"Rosa," Abi confirms. "I'm pretty sure he took her home last night. I thought I heard her, but I ignored it. I guess Phil struck lucky."

"I guess we'll have to interrogate him later," Dan chuckles, holding the camera up. "Okay...in one...two...three!"

Abi opens the door and Dan starts recording right away when he lowers the camera in shock.

"Oh my god!" Abi gasps, stumbling into the room in a rush. Dan runs after her, putting the camera on Phil's bedside table and kneeling on the ground beside Phil.

He's face down on the floor, his eyes rolled back. He is mumbling some kind of indecipherable gibberish, but his words were slurred and his glasses were right beside him.

"Phil?" he says hoarsely. "Phil?! Wake up, dammit!"

Phil barely stirs, but he doesn't respond. There's tears in his eyes when Abi lifts his head up, supporting the back of his neck with his hand, and his blue eyes were drowning in darkness. Abi looks at Dan with tears brimming in his eyes.

"Call 999, Dan," she whispers. "We need to bring Phil to a hospital right away."

"What's happening to him?" Dan sobs. Abi shakes her head.

her neck was covered in red.

"I don't know," she murmurs. "We need to get him help before it gets worse."

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