Where's Phil? (Phan)

Chapter Two

Dan's P.O.V
What the actual fuck! I felt a cold shiver run down my spine I felt something cool hit my face. Like a slap...but much colder. I felt myself drown like I just entered a pool...a pool in the north pole.
I open my bloodshot eyes and I see Phil.
He seems blurrier than usual. Reality strikes me. Phil was laughing until his face turned bright red like a ripe tomato. He was holding a cup with water dripping from it. I felt myself shivering now. The air had mixed along with the water making me feel like winter already began in my room.
Furious and cold I scream, " Phil! You little shit why'd you do that!"
I was really pissed now. He was standing there laughing whilst I was just freezing.
"I couldn't help myself someone needed to wake you up", Phil said in between laughter.
"Change your clothes and fix yourself up I need to pick up new glasses."
"Can't you do that yourself?!" I replied still wet from that unwanted bath.
"No, now get up sleepy head." Phil left but then came back as if he forgot something. "Oh and by the way breakfast is ready."
"Sure I'll be right there right after I finish drying myself since I was rudely awakened!"
I had to shower and change my bedsheets thanks to Phil now I had to let them dry. Thankfully it was just water.
I had breakfast then Phil and I drove to get Phil's new glasses. I was scrolling through tumblr while Phil was getting his eyes checked. I really hated going to these appointments they took a minimum of three hours for a check up.
I still had time so I went through twitter and replied to fan tweets. I got so bored waiting I called Phil to inform him I was getting lunch for us.
The streets were quiet...too quiet...
There weren't many cars. Only a few here and there. I had heard about a mysterious criminal roaming the streets so I had to be careful.
I went to a restaurant I bought two salads. There weren't many people in the restaurant or in the streets so my order didn't take long to make.
I drove back to the eye doctor when I realized something horrific. My phone....it was gone!
I checked everywhere with no sign to where it could be. I even checked the restaurant. It wasn't there.
Phil finally got his glasses so we ate our salads. I couldn't think straight where could my phone be?
"Dan...Dan?! Is something wrong?" Phil asked me with a worried expression.
"W...what oh...yeah..." I replied but Phil had to know what happened maybe he could help find my phone.
"Actually no it's not okay my phone I can't find it."
"Where'd you leave it?"
"Oh you know I left it under my bed I just can't find it." I replied with much sarcasm.
"Well sorry for trying for help." Phil snapped back at me.
"No Phil I'm sorry", I responded suddenly feeling guilty,"I'm just stressed out what if I never find it?"
"It's okay but if we don't find it we can just buy another one and have the other phones information be deleted."
"Yeah I think I'll do that".
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~Later that Day~
Phil's P.O.V
My phone suddenly rings.
"Hello may I speak to Dan Howell?"An unfamiliar voice speaks.
"Who is this?"
"A friend." The voice replied with coldness and bitterness but nonetheless maybe they found Dan's phone.
"Dan someone wishes to speak with you!"
I hand in my phone to Dan. "Hello?"
I sit down hearing the conversation.
I suddenly see Dan's eyes widen in horror.
I have an uneasy feeling about this.
Dan hangs up and I can see horror strike his face.
"Dan? What did they say? What happened?"
"We need to delete everything from that phone!"
"Why what happened?" I suddenly felt my heart pound faster.
"You've heard the rumors about some criminals that are running loose in the streets, right?" Dan's face was now pale as if he'd seen a ghost. As if someone ran a brush with white paint over his face.
"They've got your phone don't they... Well time to drive..." I knew there were criminals out there and it was dangerous to go outside. I never knew it was this bad.
I got with Dan in the car and after a few ten minutes we were there at the phone company.
A middle aged man stood in front of us and said, "Welcome, what may I help you with."
"Hello sir, we'd like to locate a phone." Dan replied with an unsteady voice.
Dan entered his information for his phone.
The man showed us a map of London and the phone was located somewhere downtown. "I'd like to delete all the information from that phone", Dan spoke regaining some confidence.
"I'm guessing the criminals have your phone." The employee guessed

"Y...yes" Dan seemed lost in though now. He seemed less talkative now.

We walked out the store Dan now had his cellphone. In which he had to install the apps again.

He seemed more relieved now but I felt my phone vibrate. Who could it be now?

"Hello?" I replied with my voice obviously trembling.

"So I see you have a new phone?" It was that same voice. Cold and unwelcoming.

"What do you want?"

"Nothing really, just thought you'd like to know now I have your number, Dan."

"Dan?! I'm Phil?" Just that phrase was enough to make Dan turn around from the steering wheel.

"Oh hello Phil! Nice to meet you...see I'm your number one fan. And didn't Dan tell you that if you dare call the cops we'll kidnap you. That is all."
The phone went silent. I think just my expression alone was enough to let Dan know what they said.

"They threatened you? Didn't they?"

"Y...yeah"

"Don't worry as long as I'm here they can't do anything to you." Dan said with worry in his voice.

"I just hope that doesn't become a reality."