Best Friends?

Chapter 3

01:14. I should be asleep, but I was almost done editing my video. Just a couple more minutes.

Phil had already went to sleep, he said goodnight to me at around 10, he's so lucky. I never get to sleep before 11. I should probably try to fix my sleeping schedule, but who really can once they've been going to sleep past midnight for a year?

Finally, done. I click out, I'll upload my video in the morning. My viewers will be looking forward to that, after all, I hadn't uploaded in more than a month.

Thinking of viewers...

I open up my real time subscriber counter, and feel excitement bubble at the number I see on the screen: 7,000,115.

"Yes!" I whisper and fist punch the air. I go onto my Twitter, and tweet: "7 million, thanks *piece sign emoji*"

To be subtle of course. Honestly though, I felt so happy, and my stomach felt all fluttery. Once I got 6 million last year, it had went down again, and I thought I'd never make it back up. But I completely smashed 6 million.

People had already re-tweeted my tweet, and I was being congratulated by many. Some people were tweeting, however, #DanHowellsOverParty, once again.

Oh well.

I sigh and get ready to get into bed when my phone buzzed. Grabbing my phone, the Caller ID displays "Peej" so I quickly answer.

"Hey Peej!" I greet, quiet so I don't wake the sleeping Phil in the room over.

"Hey Dan! Just wanted to congratulate you on 7 mill! It's a really big accomplishment." Pj cheers through the phone.

I smile, "Thanks Pj! Why are you awake, it's quarter to two in the morning?"

"Oh uh, I don't know. I just couldn't sleep and I saw your tweet, so I knew you were awake."

I sat down on my bed to get comfy, "Well what's up?"

Pj laughs then sighs, "I'm not sure actually. I feel like someone just can't get out of my brain. Y'know? Some people can just give you a good feeling."

I look to Phil's door, "yeah, I know."

   "Ah, love is great."

A chuckle escapes my throat, "I'm going to go to sleep Pj, talk later?"

"I was going to go to bed soon too. Night."

"Night."

I turn off my phone and put it to the side to charge. My tired body climbs into bed after turning off the light. My phones screen lights up so I roll over to check it. Tyler Oakley Tumblr notification.

I went to check my tumblr app, and end up scrolling through Tumblr until my eyelids feel heavy and I fall into a sleep, tossing and turning.
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I wake with a start. Then realized I slept with my phone in my hand, it was just a text from Louise: Congrats on 7 million Dan!

I texted back: Thank you!

Yawning, I stand up. Only 6 in the morning. I can hopefully function on five hours of sleep.

Phil was still asleep, so I crept past his room to the kitchen. The toaster was hidden behind a roll of paper towel, so I got it out and popped two pieces of toast in. I'll make us an easy breakfast. Phil did make me supper after all. Happiness bubbled through my veins. I'm probably over tired.

After buttering the toast and coating it with raspberry jam, I scramble some eggs quickly. Then putting it all on a plate, I get a glass of milk, to top it off.

Hearing Phil start to wake up and make his way down the hallway, I smile cheerfully.

"Dan?" Phil croaks.

His morning voice was so adorable echoing down the hallway. Happily, I respond, "I made you breakfast, so hurry before it starts to get cold."

Taking his plate, I set it out on the counter for him to sit and eat for when he gets here, while I start to take the extra eggs onto my plate. For myself, I set two pieces of toast in the toaster.

Phil's sleepy eyes stares at the food. He sits and picks up the fork to start eating, "you made me breakfast?" He looks up at me leaning on the island.

I nod my head, "yup I did, thought I'd repay you for supper being delicious."

"Well your in a good mood today." Phil smiles.

I take my toast out and put the jam on each, starving. My stomach is even growling. Smiling I took a seat next to Phil and began eating.

His hair was all ruffled from sleeping, which made him even more pleasant.

We finish our breakfast, a steady stream of light banter on our Mario Kart game yesterday flowing throughout our meal. Phil's dainty laugh echoed in my mind when we clean up our breakfast.

"Remember, who has to do laundry?" Phil asks, reminding me.

"Yeah yeah, I'll do it later today don't worry about it yet." I reassure him.

"You better, or I'll drag you down to do it myself." He threatens while laughing.

   "You can't lift me!" I shoot back.

   "But I've been going to the gym every day since I was born!"

   "Yeah right, liar."

Together, we awkwardly stumble back to our rooms down the hallway, giggling at the way we were laughing. We end up sitting on the floor in the hall way. None of us knew why we were such good mood, but who really wanted to question?

"Okay," Phil huffs as he caught his breath,"I am going to go get ready, then we are going to film the Sims video, okay?"

I smile and look up at him as he got up,"Sure."

He holds out his hand for me. I take it, and he lifts me up, but with a little too much force. We crash into each other against the wall. He is so electric, a blazing blue to my sparking red. A moment of silence fell between us as we still hold hands, and looking into each other's eyes. Then Phil started to laugh.

"Sorry Dan, didn't mean to throw you at myself." He cackles.

"No I'm sorry," I let go of his hand and step back, forcing a laugh, "it's my fault I fell forward."

   I can feel my whole face start to burn and know my cheeks are exploding in red with embarrassment surging through my body. Phil could probably see it, ugh I'm so weird.

Phil smiles at me and walks into his room to get ready for the video. My feet slide over the cold tile to take a nice, long, hot shower. Slightly disappointed.
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Phil isn't into this fluff is he. Smh.

Sorry I'm throwing all of these chapters at you, I'm just excited! I'm not sure if this will calm down or not, we'll see.

There's also a giant lightning storm right now...