Chapter 9

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Chapter 9 The First Appearance

It was Monday morning and it was officially day one of mine and Phil's relationship together. I woke up in my bed, with a strong, painful headache, sore throat & blocked nose. I'm not feeling the best in general. I lifted myself up, out of my bed, I felt slow & lazy today. I moaned walking out of my room into the hallway. I looked at the digital clock on the stove, it blinked 8:43am. Ugh, i've got to go to university at ten.. I pull my phone out of my pocket and started to text Danielle. "Last night after you left.. Amazing! We had the most passionate kiss ever, and he told me he loved me!!! Freak out xx And could you tell Andrea that I'm definately not coming in for the next two days, I caught something and I feel terrible! Love you Dani! xx" I text to her, making my way to the fridge. I pull out the carton of "Sainsbrys Tropical Punch Juice" from the back of the fridge and onto the kitchen bench. I open an above head cupboard to pick out Phil's mug. I giggle, pouring the juice into the mug then returning the carton back into the small fridge. I sit myself down on the couch and turn on the television, I begin to watch 'Britain's Got Talent' auditions from last season. You were giggling along until you got a text from Dan, "Hey Rach. Sorry I didn't get to say goodmorning to you. I had to be in my office early. Tell Phil goodmorning if he's still there! See you tonight. " I smiled at that, sniffed then contined to watch television. I heard Phil slide his feet through the hallway. "Morning Rach." Phil waddled into the kitchen, only to find his mug isn't there. "Looking for this?" I held the mug up, "Hey!" He whinged. "Too bad." I took a slurp out of it.

"Sharing is caring?" Phil asked, I passed him the mug and I pulled out my phone to check twitter.

You've always been given hate for living with the boys, but some of the hate doesn't make sense.. That's when you see Dan's tweet.. "Leaving the two love birds at home early, @AmazingPhil & @RachaelIsJesus " Oh god.. You and Phil wanted to keep your relationship secret. I placed my hand over my mouth to control myself. "What?.." Phil asked, You handed him your phone. That second, "Fuck fuck fuck fuck, fuckfuckfuck." Profanties spilled out of Phil's mouth as I saw the anger build up in his black irises. He begins to scroll through the hate aswell. "I fucking swear if there's one more horrible message sent to you i'll quit Youtube." I gasped at is anger, I've never seen Phil like this ever. He jumps up and gets changed, and pulls out his camera. "What're you doing?.." I ask, curiously scared. "Making a video, no one knows how pissed I am right now."

He leans in and presses the record button, swearing under his breath. "Hi guys." Phil waves at the camera, less energetic then usual and without a smile. "So recently Dan tweeted a tweet to do with me & our flat mate Rachael. Come over here Rachael." I was hesitant, but I sat next to Phil, adjusting my fringe. "No one knows how angry I am actually at the moment. The comments you've been tweeting to Rachael are discusting! Imagine if your the one the tweets are being directed that. So what if I did love Rachael, would that make me a bad person? Would you stop watching my videos if I had a girlfriend? If the answer was yes, then just get out please. I'm sorry, but Rachael is the kindest, most sweetest girls you will probably ever meet. If you send hate to her, you're sending hate to me." Just as Phil said that last line, he intertwined our fingers together, then lifted them up to show the camera. "Sorry to the people who had to witness this, who didn't do anything wrong. You score a red panda! Congratulations! Don't worry either guys, this isn't my video for the week. I will be videoing another one soon and uploading it regular time. See you soon guys!" He said, whilst turning off the record. "Well that's that done.." He sighed a sigh of relief, smiling then planting a kiss on my lips. That's when I realized how lucky I really am..

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