Adopted by Dan and Phil

A phangirls Blog.

Scurrying out of the kitchen to see if the fuss was over. Ella stepped out and walked back down the corridor. She continued walking and noticed there was a silence. A strange silence which didn't occur often. She froze, and stood in the hush of the moment.
Watching, waiting.
For a sign of life; anything.
She raised a concerned eyebrow and slowly stepped forward, the floor creaked with every little step she took.

As she took another step forward closer to her room; the door flew open and a figure burst out, barging into Ella.
"Woah," she gasped unexpectedly.
A pair of arms caught her by her sides. It was Dan. He looked as if he was in a hurry. His face was ghost pale-despite the paint-, pupils dilated and his hands were shaky to her touch.
"Oh, Ella- erm-" he stuttered.
"Dan?" She said slowly.
"Erm, sorry, Er-"
Her eyes were wide open with confusion and her eyebrows were raised completely. Quickly, he gestured something awkwardly and rushed down the hall and to his room; slamming the door violently behind him. The slam made the hairs on Ella's neck rise.
'Did I do something wrong?' She thought.

Shrugging her shoulders and ignoring the situation, she creaked open the door to her room.
"Phil?" She said unknowingly. "You in here."
Instantly, she saw Phil curled in a ball in the centre of the room. He seemed upset, afraid and was so silent. He hugged his knees and lay his head in between. His jet black hair falling gently across his face, covering his eyes. As he heard her step in, he jerked back.

"E-Ella!" He coughed.
"Is everything okay? Dan seemed a little-"
"No no everything is fine! We just erm- he was annoyed because I got paint in his hair."
Ella crossed her arms.
"But Phil, Dan had no paint in his hair."
Phil jolted up and twiddled his thumbs in frustration, he then relaxed and scratched the back of his head, running his fingers through his hair.
"Oops," he laughed sarcastically and cleverly backed his way to the door and sneakily left. Leaving Ella annoyed and frustrated. She sighed and flopped onto her new bed and looked around her newly decorated room.
*bing*
Her phone lit up and showed a new message from Anna.
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Anna: Ella...hav u seen this??...
Ella: wot?
Anna: http://PhanGirlFreakNewsWeekly.net/MysteryGirl.
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Clicking the link, Ella was taken to a Dan and Phil Phangirl blog and was presented with a newly written article called: Mystery Girl. She let out a quick, shocked, surprised gasp and began to read.

Mystery girl
By -MissyHowllter-

Dan and Phil our two favorite Youtubers have been seen wandering through the streets of London but this time with an unfamiliar face.

Dan Howell and Phil Lester have both been living in London for quite a while now and have been spotted together many times. However only today after stalking the two did I discover they were accompanied by a young brunet.
The girl who goes by the name "Ella" (from what I heard them say) was first spotted leaving their apartment with them early this morning and has been with them the whole day since.

After multiple close encounters I noticed she was surprisingly close to both of them. (See images below) Is this mystery girl trying to split our boys apart?

Ella ignored the rest of the article and scrolled to the bottom of the page. Her heartbeat fastened as she saw the pictures which were linked below. Shakily, she raised her hand to her mouth and stared in shock. The first image was one of the three of them on the first train. Phil had taken hold of her hand and was pulling her out of the train. The second was of Phil too, him holding her hand once more and dragging her through the London streets. It made them seem almost as if they were together. She shuddered at the thought of someone following them all day.

Letting out a silent scream she switched off her phone and let it drop to the bed. She then raised her hands to her forehead and sighed.
"Are people this insane?" She said to herself.
Her head began spin, she couldn't think straight. Her thoughts were twisting and turning. She suddenly began to wonder if she should tell Dan and Phil.
"No." She whispered to herself, switching on her iPhone and deleting her history of the blog.

After minutes of silence and a few tears. She eventually calmed herself down and procrastinated on her phone. She opened multiple apps and rummaged through each one. Ella opened her photos and as the app opened; the phone slipped from her hand. As on the screen in large was a photo of Dan and Phil on the floor their lips locked.
Together.