Please don't say you love me

Chapter 1: Haters

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(Dan's P.O.V)

I hated seeing him like this, my Phil, my kind, caring and sensitive Phillion. He was on the sofa, head in hands, silently sobbing to himself. He was always the one that would help me when I was in need, and now he is, and the least I could do was to help him, but I couldn't bring the words up to say anything, so I just stood in the door way to the living room. I wasn't too sure if he knew I was there, but to be safe I silently crept out of the room and into my room.

I sat at my computer and searched up what had put him in this mess, he told me a couple of days ago about it, after some sick person sent him the link and posted it on his twitter page tagging him in it. Phil reluctantly clicked on the link; it was a link to a sort of forum, named 'Hate Phil Lester'. He told me about a week after he found the website, so I wasn't sure how long he was going through this by himself. I felt terrible.

As I read through the messages, I just thought why people would spend time doing this? I don't know. I'll never understand trolls. I myself have had a fair few of them, some saying I was 'posh' and I'm not 'posh' I'm articulate, and others saying I was an emo, I got worse ones I must say but I don't really like talking about it . The stupid ones never got to me, but I found a comment on one of my videos that got to me, I told Phil and he was there for me, so why aren't I with him now.

I tried to keep my mind of it all, I edited my video for a bit, but I couldn't concentrate so I left it. Finally I shut my computer down, leant back in my chair, ran my fingers through my hair and took some time to think of what to say.

I got up and walked straight into the living room expecting to see Phil still there, but he wasn't. I backed out into the room, and headed for his room. I knocked on his door, and after a while I heard a groan. 'Phil? Can I come in?' I asked. No answer. Then I heard footsteps come to the door, and it cautiously opened revealing Phil. His eyes where blood shot and his hair was a mess, he didn't look at me but I could just about hear the words 'Sure.'

(Phil's P.O.V)

I let Dan in and we both sat on the bed, we were silent for a while, more silent than I had hoped for. Finally Dan said 'You alright mate?' I hadn't heard his voice in a while; I knew he wasn't good in these situations, so I didn't blame him for not comforting me sooner. I nodded, I wiped my eyes with my already wet sleeve, and I looked up at Dan. He had concern in his eyes and I could tell he wanted to say something, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

I looked back at the wall, I knew that if I made a big thing about the haters it would get worse, but I couldn't help it. It's all too much for me to handle. I looked back at Dan to see if he had gone, he'd been so quiet, but he was no longer next to me, he was at my laptop.

'Phil, I'm sorry, but you're not helping yourself if you keep on looking at this shit.' He was referring to the comments the haters had posted, I couldn't help it but I kept on reading them, I don't know why. Dan has closed the window, I felt a sigh of relief as he did, but I knew I would be back on it again.

Then I said the first thing I've said in days 'Why are they doing it Dan?' it was hardly audible, but he heard it. I half expected him to shrug his shoulders but he replied saying,

'They just want the attention, the more attention you give them, the more harm they will cause you.' He breathed out and looked at me; I was now staring at my hands 'Have you replied to any of the messages or tweets?' I shook my head. He then stated 'Then they will get bored and go away soon, go and bother someone else' I didn't want that though, I'd rather them bother me than someone I care about, like Dan or Chris or anyone else.

'Thankyou Dan' I looked at him and smiled slightly, he smiled back. I got a proper look at his chocolate brown eyes, I hadn't seen them in a while, they calmed me down and I was warm inside, I felt something for a second. Oh no, not again, I can't be getting feelings for Dan again, I pushed them down long ago. I looked away, got off my bed, wiped my eyes and walked straight to my door. I looked back at Dan who was getting up, typical Dan so lazy, I opened the door and ushered him out.

*Hopefully there isn't a forum called that but I made it up because I knew phil does get hate and I didn't know how to put it*

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