Ignoring Feelings | Phan

Chapter Six

{Dan's POV}
I grumpily get out of bed the second time today. Getting out of bed is the worst. And I've done it twice today. My mood can't be better.
I roll my eyes as I walk down the stairs. The clock on the wall read "11:47am". I sit on the breakfast bar stool, the clicking of my phone unlocking it. I tap the Facebook app and look through everyone's statuses. I tap "Recommended Friends", just because the more friends, the better, I guess. I had 37 friend requests. Wanting my attention. The insignificant names scroll past my eyes, which ignore all of them except one. My eyes stay glued on the one name. My heart seems to jump as I read his name. I'm scared. This shouldn't happen to me. I'm supposed to be the heartbreaker, not a potential person to be heartbroken.
I look at the name again, and I click "Add friend", my heart jumping again. I take a deep breath and keep scrolling, the name still imprinted in my mind.

Phil Lester

{Phil's POV}
Ping!
I stare at my phone. I haven't gotten a Facebook notification in ages. Probably another one of those homophobic comments from those people at my old school. I sigh as I unlock my phone, ready for the negative comment to appear before my eyes, to scar me for a week, to force me to kill myself, to tell me I'm worthless.
Surprise flickers in me as I notice it's actually a friend request. I only have a few friends on Facebook, two of them being Luke and Liv. Adrenaline rushes through me as the loading screen appears. Would I finally have some friends? The thought makes me giddy.
Disappointment washes over me as I see who it is.

Dan Howell

I roll my eyes. I reject the friend request. He knows things that he shouldn't. He could just post on my timeline and then everyone will see and comment more negative statements and make me depressed again. I close my eyes again, attempting to relax.

A loud bang breaks the serene atmosphere of my bedroom.
"PHIL, HELP ME"
Liv's shrill voice pierces my eardrums.
I groan and roll over, my duvet half rolling off the bed.
"What?!"
"Phil, this guy named Dan Howell tried to friend me AND Luke on Facebook, should we accept it? Is it the Dan that came to visit?"
"No and yes, now let me sleep"
I roll back over, grabbing and pulling the duvet over myself again. Liv sighs and starts to walk out.
"Close the door," I mumble.
"What?"
"Close the door."
"I don't know what you're saying, Phil."
She walks out.
"THE DOOR."
"Ohhhh."
I hear the door click shut and I let out a breath of relief and smile as I snuggle back into my bed and fall asleep again, despite it being 12pm.

A/N : I am so sorry for neglecting this story for like 69 years. I PROMISE the next part will be more entertaining (I'm trying to improve my writing skills)