Living With Internet

Living With Internet; part 14

*Dan's POV*
It's close to 3 am when the alarm on my phone echoes through the silent room. I lift my head to see Phil resting peacefully next to me, his hair falling just slightly in front of his face. I brush it away gently with my fingertips, his eyes opening slowly at my touch.

"Morning Dan." His voice is husky, deeper in the morning. He slides from under the sheets, stretching before he stands. I watch him closely, watching the angles of his body move as he changes into jeans and a t- shirt. Its unimaginable how much I find a human so fascinating.

I change quickly once Phil has left the room to gather our things. I walk upstairs, and open the door to Lily's room slowly. She's already sitting up in bed, watching the screen saver patterns on my computer, completely entranced. "Ready?" I ask, grabbing her suitcase which sits at the edge of her bed. She nods and I leave the room so she can change into clothes for the flight.

It's not until she walks into the kitchen when I notice something is wrong. Her face is pale, her eyes puffy from not sleeping well. She wrings out her hands repeatedly, pacing the kitchen floor, seemingly distant. "Lily, is everything going okay?" Her eyes grow wide at my question, obviously startled from her thoughts.

"I'm just nervous. For the flight." She tries to force a smile, but she just looks uncomfortable. "Why are you scared? You've flown on them several times before haven't you?" I lean against the counter, worried. "I've been on tons of planes, but sometimes I get sick on them. The pressure makes me nauseous and I don't want you guys to have to deal with me when I'm sick. It would be embarrassing." She lowers her head and speaks in a whisper.

"I promise you won't be embarrassed. We know how to take care of you, don't worry." I kiss her head lightly and she relaxes slightly. "Thank you Dan." She hugs me tightly, her head only reaching my chest.

*SEVERAL HOURS LATER*

We check into the Playlist hotel around 10am. The large time change has messed with all of our heads, except for Lily. Despite her knee brace and movement restrictions with her existing injuries, she runs wild in the sun, happy to be back in the U.S. When we enter the lobby, Chris and PJ are already there, talking to Tyler and Troye. Both of them sit in matching sofas, holding hands.

"Hey guys!" PJ calls to both us, waving. I turn to see Lily's face turn pale. "Is that Tyler Oakley ohmygoditis" she whispers, stepping back. "Don't you want to meet him? He's great." Phil smiles, waving back. Before she can answer, both Troye and Tyler have approached her, hugging her tightly, welcoming her to Playlist. She stands, beaming for several minutes after.

For the rest of the day, the group of us walk around the Playlist event, going behind the stages and watching interviews and conferences, meeting fans. At 5pm we all retreat back to the hotel, exhausted from running from fans and being in the sun all day. Phil scowls at his new sunburn as Tyler turns towards us. "You guys should definitely come to the Playlist party tonight, all the YouTubers were are invited to celebrate the beginning of Playlist!" "Yeah we'll come, sounds good?" I turn to Phil and Lily, who both I'm nod happily.

That night, we walk down with Chris and PJ to the party. Lily is practically shaking with excitement over all the YouTubers she's going to meet as we enter the room, the music loud. I approach the bar with her close behind me, and we all order something to drink. I choose just a beer, while Phil and Lily choose soda.

We spend the next few hours catching up with everyone, drinking and laughing. I've taken so many selfies I can't even smile anymore, and Lily is running on pure adrenalin from the people around her. Suddenly I turn around, noticing Phil is gone from my side. Lily notices too, and grabs my arm, pointing to the corner of the room.

There, right in plain sight, is Phil. But he's not alone. He's with Chris, quite literally. They're arms are intertwined. And so are their lips.

Suddenly I feel like vomiting. My drunken state becomes very apparent as I storm over to them, grabbing Phil away. "HOW COULD YOU." I yell, Phil's eyes widening, obviously drunk. He slurs several apologies, pushing himself away from Chris, who I realize is barely even conscious enough to know what's going on.

Phil steps closer to me, trying desperately to apologize, but I'm not taking any of his shit right now. "Why Phil? Why did you do this?" I sob. Everyone in the room has turned around now, watching as two drunk idiots scream.

*Phil's POV*

My mind is a blur, all I can see are Dan, Lily, and a group of people standing around me. The room begins to spin as I search for a reason. Why did I do it? I know the reason. I'm drunk. I would never cheat on Dan purposely. But I can't make that excuse now, he'll never believe me. My eyes focus suddenly on Lily, who stands blankly near the door, trying desperately to help Dan calm down.

"You." I point at Lily, who lets go of Dan's arm, and stares, looking startled. "You're the reason all of this has happened. You're the reason Dan and I can't be together. If we had never found you, our lives would be so much better. You've ruined us. This is all you're fault." My anger swells, my brain surging with insults. But my heart feels like it's being torn apart. What have I done? I stand, frozen, as I watch Lily's eyes fill with tears, as she runs for the door. Several people try to stop her, but she pushes them away and bolts.

My head pounds. Why did I have to make everything worse? Of course it isn't her fault. The rooms begins to spin again, but this time I can't put on the brakes. The last thing I hear is Dan's agonized yell for Lily, as I crumble to the floor.

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#shitwentdown
LET THE GAMES BEGIN
~ceiling_phan