Lets Be Alone Together- Phan

Chapter Eleven

Our first videos were pretty mediocre, just us talking about who we were and what we wanted to do on YouTube. We didn't want to create a collaboration channel, we wanted to keep the fact that we were an item a secret so no creepy teenage girls would get too emotionally invested. Although, who are we kidding? Nobody would really watch. Would they?

My channel is going to be mainly covers of popular pop/ punk songs. Dan wanted to create a channel where he would mainly do little skits and relatable stories, as to why he is so awkward, with a few covers here and there.

"Hi guys, so my name is Phil and this is my first ever video blog. This is just an introduction to my music channel. On here I will be making music covers, some with my boyf-, friend Dan." I turned over to Dan, who was sat behind the camera, in front of the window which was my source of lighting. "Oops. Do I start over?" I ask

"Its fine. You can just edit that out." He says. "I've already bought the editor. We can figure out how to use it later."

Phil started up again. "Some with my best friend Dan." Dan nodded. "I cant play very many instruments, but Dan can play the piano for me, and I dabble with my acoustic guitar a bit." I continue to talk about things for about thirty munities and decide to keep in only the most important and interesting parts.

Dan's video was a lot different from mine, he talked about how awkward he was and how he doesn't like being called emo and stuff like that. His was a bit shorter than mine, but probably a lot better.

He turned off the camera and gave my memory card to me so I could edit my footage. "How do you think I did? You must have done a lot better than me."

I giggle and give him a quick kiss on the cheek. "You were great, people are going to love you. Do you think that we should tell people at school about this?" I ask.

"Who could we tell."

Maybe we could tell Eden, but she probably still hates me. "You're right. I kind of want to film my first singing video right now. Its only-" I check my iPhone for the time. "-About five. Do you think that you could play Thinking Out Loud for me on the piano?" I ask.

"I thought that you only wanted to sing pop/ punk?" He says.

"Yeah, but I like hearing you play it. Could you sing with me as well?" I stick out my bottom lip and make puppy eyes.

Dan steps closer and kisses my pout. "Yes, but only because you asked so nicely." He giggles and so do I. "But I don't have a piano here.."

"You obviously haven't seen my basement. My father used to be a music fanatic, we have lots of stuff down there that we could use." I grab his hand and lead him towards the basement.

His eyes go wide in awe at the massive room filled with anything and everything to do with music. Shelves stacked with records and record players. Almost every instrument known to man, Guitars, pianos, saxophones and clarinets, you name it, it was there. Also, a microphone that Phil's dad bought for him.

"You sure your dad wont mind me using his piano?" Dan asked.

"No, he left about a year ago, so its all mine while he is gone." I say, frowning.

"Aw, Lion." He pulls me into a tight hug, being careful not to squeeze to hart to hurt my bruises.

"Its fine. Could you grab the camera?" I ask, changing the subject.

"Sure." He runs upstairs and I set up the microphone, one for me and one for Dan, than pull the piano with wheels beside them.

Dan returns and we set up the camera together making sure that the two of us would be in frame. "We should practice first." I say.

"Right. Let me just try and remember the beginning. Once I get the beginning, I remember the whole song." He explains.

He sits down and plays the intro, stuttering a few times before he finally gets it. "Alright, you ready, Phil?"

"I'm ready, Dan"

Dan starts to play, than I sing. We have to do about ten takes, as we both kept messing up. Probably because we got distracted by each others impeccable talent.

By the end of the night we were sat on the couch, my mum was home and my head on Dan's shoulder. Both of us were editing, working hard to learn how to do that.

Both of us were entirely passed out by the time when out videos were uploaded. My mum put a blanket over us, now that my head was on Dan's chest and we were sound asleep.

I felt prideful. I cant wait to upload even more.