Behind The Camera (PHAN)

Phil's Apartment

I knocked on the door to Phil's apartment. At least, I thought it was Phil's, but I wasn't completely sure. "382, 382, uhhh..." I muttered to myself as I bounced on the balls of my feet, nervously waiting for him to answer. The door opened.
"Hello?" said a curious voice.
"Uhh, Phil?" I asked.
"Oh- hi Dan!" he replied, opening the door all the way so that I could see his face. Long black hair and blue eyes that reminded me of shattered, crystalline glass- sparkling and beautiful. I could stare at them for hours, probably.
"Yeaaah," I said, mentally shaking myself.
"Well, come on in then," He invited me inside.
His apartment wasn't much, just a bedroom, kitchen, and a bathroom, but I wasn't about to complain about it.
"So, uh... about the video..." I said, as soon as I'd removed my coat and shoes. I had mentioned it in one of our previous Skype calls, but I hadn't given much detail as to what I'd be doing.
"Yeah?"
"Well, I uh, may need to... tie you up for a bit?" I nervously inquired.
Phil didn't look suspicious- he didn't seem like the suspicious type- just confused.
"Tie me up?" he asked, "why?"
"It's for a video that I filmed earlier, talking about how I stalked you on the Internet and such, and I just needed you for the end part so..." I blushed. Why is he making me blush? I literally just met him and now I'm BLUSHING? What the hell, Dan. Not that I'm gay or anything, that's what I'm saying. No way.
"We don't have to do that yet- I would like to get to know you a bit first maybe or something? I dunno, I mean we could sit down and talk, or..." I'm rambling. Why am I rambling?
He smiled cheerfully. "Sure, uhm do you want lunch?"
My stomach gave a low growl in response. I haven't had anything since breakfast. Phil giggled a bit. "Yeah, sure. Lunch would be nice," I muttered, hoping that he wasn't going to poison me or something. He wouldn't do that. I think. I mean, I know him pretty well from seeing all his twitter/MySpace posts, but I don't know. Or maybe I'm being overly suspicious.
At lunch, we talked about our hobbies. Mine were internet browsing and making videos. His, making videos, collecting lion stuffed animals, a bunch of fun stuff, etc, etc. I was taking a liking to him and his weird, sunny personality. I'd always appreciated it in his videos, and it seemed even more cute since I've encountered it in real life. Once again, these are not gay thoughts. They're just thoughts that I'm having. They are... friendly thoughts- things that I've just noticed about him in passing.
When we were about finished with lunch, Phil looked over at me and asked, "so, what's with the whole tying me up thing?" He looked worried, almost as if I was going to hurt him, which I wasn't.
"Well uh, in my video, I'm trying to make myself look kind of like a stalker slash rapist, and so, I need to tie you up on your bed and you need to act kind of afraid? Like, obviously I'm not going to hurt you or anything, it's just a joke but, are you okay with that? I promise I won't do it of you're not... okay with it..."
Phil looked even more worried but nodded in agreement. This was really awkward.
"So, you can just go sit on your bed, and I'll tie you up, I guess?"
"Yeah..."
"Uh, are you okay? You don't have to do this if you don't want to."
He shook his head and said, "no, it's okay. I'm just... getting into character."
"Good."
**(A/N: Okay so, I realize that my chapters are short. Deal with it. I honestly can't write long chapters for whatever reason, but I hope you enjoyed this anyways! I will try to update weekly, if not monthly (hopefully not) and we'll see how many reads we can get. Bye for now! ~Aud)**