How to Help Howell?

Part 6

Phil

After I woke up the next morning to yet another note from Dan about going for a jog, I decided I needed to get something out of my system.

I picked up my pillow and propped it up against my bed. I know I sound crazy, but I pretended it was Dan and actually started talking to it.

"Dan, I really miss you. Whenever you go for your jogs I feel so lonely here by myself. I know that's selfish, but with so many years of never leaving my side, you might be able to understand how all the new absences have affected me.

"I know you don't like your body. But it's perfect, Dan. From top to bottom you are absolutely gorgeous but I don't know how you can't see that. But I'll do my best to try to help you see that you're amazing, Dan. And..." He took a deep breath.

"And I love you. There, I said it. Dan Howell, I love you from the bottom of my heart. But you can't know that. Because it will ruin everything. You don't like me back and if you know how I feel you'll hate me. You'll be disgusted by me. But I love you, Dan. And it hurts so much that you don't love me back."

I know it's short and really bad, but I wanted to write something cute. Ignore typos I was really tired when I wrote this.

-Gus