Fallout ~ Danisnotonfire, AmazingPhil

Please, Please Forgive Me

*Dan's POV*

I sat in my room rewatching one of the first Phil Is Not On Fire Videos. Back then it was all real. Both of us showed true emotions towards each other. You could tell by our facial expressions and the way we looked at each other that back then there was something special going on. We were so drawn to each other. It was an unbreakable frienship. It's harder to believe that it's all over. Or almost.

I turned to the window. There were specs of light scattered in the city view. Through every window was anouther person. Maybe they too had lost someone. Or maybe they were going through a break up. However I doubted a single person would feel the pain that I did.

I could hear Phil talking on through the wall. Pressing my ear to the wall I trumied to listen.

"Yeah....Don't worry.....moving....sure.....not long..... Bye." Was all I could make out.

Confused I burried myself in my sheets once again. Inside I prayed the night would take away the feelings.

*the next morning*

"Morning Phil." I forced a smile as he walked into the lounge.

His eyes fixed on me as he walked towards the kitchen.

"Don't worry I didn't expect an answer." I muttered to myself returning to my cereal.

Phil helped himself to some cereal then sat on a bar stool. As always he was as far away from me as possible.

"I'm going out... so yeah." Phil said bluntly through mouthfuls of cereal.

I nodded. Out eyes met but I instantly glanced away.

"Okay." I sighed.

*Phil's P.O.V*

Every morning ran this way. It just felt awkward compared to the moments we had years ago. The times where everything flowed; back when we were happy things were perfect.

"You might need to come. In case I run into someone." I added staring down at my cereal.

Dan gasped. I could tell he wasn't all that keen on faking it much more. Hopefully once we finished this project I could break free and get out of his hair. Even if I no longer feel a connection with Dan I still care about him more than anyone else. Especially this forced relationship which isn't helping either of us. If I still knew Dan I would say he's turning back to his old self. The pre-youtube fetus Dan.

Nowadays his laugh is so forced in his videos, his content has lost quality and anyway who pays enough attention could see he generally struggles to get by. I really do pity him but I don't know what to do.

"So you'll come?" I asked looking across to him.

"Okay." He replied once more.

"Cool."

That just made it worse. Our attempts at conversation are just embarrassing.

The cab ride into the busy London City was silent. The cabby soon gave up at trying to make any conversation between us.

"I just needed to pick up a few things." I inform Dan leading him off into the busy streets.

Dan cocks his head, "So why did you make us come into the city rather than a local store?"

He's always so aggrovating. Why can't he just let me do something for once? He always believes he has control and knows what's best when he's just an arrogant know it all.

"Can I not think for myself?" I snap before adding. "I'm meeting up with people later amyway."

"Okay...and you needed me?" He kept questioning.

"Look you agreed to this okay!"

He instantly shut up. Briskly I walked on not turning back to look at Dan who was trailing behind me.

How I missed the days where we could act like children running through the streets. We use to be so immature whilst we pretended we were some people with more than 30 years of life experience.

As we walked through the streets of London I couldn't stop the memories of when we first moved to London flooding back. It felt like such a big step up for us. Back then we were going on together. We thought we were the perfect pair and that together we could takeover the internet.

That was before we grew apart. Everything just fell apart and we couldn't deal with each other any more. Small arguments became larger and now we may as well just move away from one another. Maybe we'd prefer each other that way.

Back then I'd probably break the awkward silence between us. But it wasn't awkward. In fact we both probably preffered the silence to having to make conversation.

Unfortunately the day dragged. After all this time I could still tell Dan was fed up of being here with me by the way he sighed and how he rolled his eyes all the time.

"Omg it's Dan and Phil!" We heard from a distance.

Dan muttered, "Oh shit."

"Um... Hi" A small brunette smiled.

"Your Dan... And Phil." Anouther squealed.

The two girls looked at each other and squealed. "Its really you!"

It was back to acting again. Both us pulled on smiled, laughing at each others comments and posing for their paparazzi parents photos.

"Urgh" Dan moaned as soon as they were out of sight. "I swear it just gets worse every fucking time!"

All this acting had started to effect Dan more. But we had both agreed to play along for another year at least. The problem is Dan might not make it anymore. I could tell by glancing at him the lies had ripped him to shreads. When we started to lie through it he always acted string and pretended he didn't really care. That's how we thought it would be. Just two people living together pretending to be friends now and again. But the problem was as we grew apart living together drove us insane. Rapidly our hatred for one another rose.

Dan and I sat down in the Costa awaiting my old friends. Whilst Dan had no need or interest in being here our fallout had been kept very hush even from.our nearest and dearest. To be honest I don't even think Dan's told anyone yet. No wonder it has been driving him insane.

Hai my little squareflakes!

So poor little Dan and Phil. This may get depressing we'll have to see. Honestly the story is about to pick up, well trying not to give spoilers away so I'll shut up.

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Bye
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