The Love We Share

5.

A/N:
Whoops I'm not good at this.
Sorry      *\(^o^)/*
But it's here
Hope you enjoy it :))))
Warning: swearing (do I really need to put this)

The camera clicked, and I started to speak, but words just wouldn't come out.
"Fucking hell." I cursed, trying my hardest to smile up at the camera. How was I supposed to smile at a time like this, and then lie to a million people about this situation?

"Hello Internet, so today I'm really feeling like Phil needs more credit. So I thought, editing tips, amiright?" I winked to the camera.
"So I'm buying him a new camera set.
Okay be warned, it's pricey. But it's worth it for him, right?"
I took a shaky breath, and carried on.
"It's worth 2 million pounds.
Okay I know how much money it is, and I really want this for him, so if you could donate any money at all to www.saveforphil.co.uk that would be great. Even 20 pence helps.
I know I've been asking for a lot lately, but he's been going through a really rough patch.."
I leaned in really close to the camera.
"His quarter life crisis reared it's ugly head. So I want to make Phil feel special okay? You never know. Anything can happen." I winked again cheekily at the camera.
Perfect. Dan you idiot. Now everyone's going to think Phan is real.
That's all for today so.. Please donate!
Bye."
Switching off the effect lights and camera, the silent tears I was so desperately trying to hold inside fell down my face.

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I walked into Phil's room, shrugging on his biggest jumper, a giant green hoodie, and curling up on his bed.
There I lay, crying for hours, imagining what horrible situation Phil was facing right now.
No.
I couldn't do this now.
Get your shit together Dan. Phil needs you, I thought to myself.
I decided to check the current balance in my account.
Okay.
I had about half the money. If I could get at least half I would be alright.
What made my heart jump, however, was what popped up when I checked saveforphil.com.

The number made me jump for joy.
We had less that 48 hours to save phil and we had already gotten 1.7 million dollars.
So much for not being loved Phil.
I ran around the house jumping for joy, when I saw my phone buzzing on the kitchen counter.

FaceTime request: Philly  Lester 🦁❤️

A/N:
Oops angst sorry...
I let it slip.
I get so engrossed in my writing that when I check the time after what seems like 20 minutes, it's usually been three freaking hours.
Eh                   ＼(^o^)／
Sorry for the length of this chapter please don't kill me.
It's a filler, as the important bits are coming up in the next few chapters :))
THANKYOU for reading x