The Beginning of Forever

Chapter 6

*Dan's point of view

Why did Phil just run to his room like that? Did I say something wrong? I called his name but all I got in response was the sound of his door slamming. I was about to go and check on him when the doorbell rang, it was the pizza guy. I paid him and went back in. I slowly walked to Phil's door and knocked "Phil?" I heard sniffling and a small murmur. "Phil will you let me in? Please?" I heard him shuffle to the door and turn the handle but move back instantly back to his bed. I walked over and sat next to him. I could see him slightly shaking from crying. I put my hand on his shoulder. He looked at me and I could see tears streaks running along his face. Seeing him in this state made my heart break. "Phil please tell me what I did wrong?" He turned facing the other way.
"Nothing Dan. Go away."
"I'm not leaving until you tell me what I did." He quickly turned to face me and his face went from sad to full on pissed off.
"Do you seriously have no fucking clue what you did wrong? If you don't know then just leave." Phil never swore and I mean never, so whatever I did must have hurt him pretty badly. I tried thinking about everything i said before he ran out. And then it hit me.
"Shit. You like me don't you?" I could see him shift uncomfortably. "Phil im sorry for saying that. I didnt think and I didnt mean it. Please Phil I-im sorry. I..."
"Save it Dan. Can you just leave please. I want to be alone right now." After a few minutes I sighed realizing that he wasn't going to talk to me. I got up and left, leaving the door open slightly. I got to my room and broke down. I'm not even sure why I'm crying so much right now. Yeah actually I do, it's cause once again. I fucked something up. "AHHHHHH FUCK THIS, FUCK MY LIFE, FUCK EVERYTHING. Why do I fuck everything up?" I screamed and screamed and screamed until i had nothing left. Then the anger that i was the reason Phil was crying kicked in and i punched the wall. Hard. "Ow fuck." Damn that hurt. I fell to the floor holding my hand which had blood dripping down.
"Dan what happened?" I see Phil standing in the doorway with a concerned look.
"Nothing." I slowly rubbed my knuckles but winced with every touch. Little drops of blood started to fall to the floor.
"Come here Dan. Let's go get you fixed up." He pulled me towards the bathroom and I sat on the counter watching him as he was getting the peroxide and cloth to clean up my hand. I watched his every move and realized something. I Daniel James Howell was in love with Philip Michael Lester.