I'll Make You Mine- Phan

Bear

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Dan turned off the video camera. He had just done a video about Phan, because Phil was dumb enough to "accidentally" tweet about it. Dan knew it wasn't a mistake, and Phil had always wanted to come out and say that Phan was real, but Dan wouldn't want that.

He sighed. Why did he have to go through this? Why did Dan need to explain to his 'hard-core- religious family that he was gay? Why him? Maybe.. maybe Dan didn't have feelings for Phil? Maybe he was just desperate for a relationship, and Phil was there to substand his needs. Maybe this will be the day. The day when Dan finally breaks up with Ph-

The black haired boy stood outside his boyfriends door. "Dan? Why are you pacing all around?" Phil asked, interrupting Dan's thoughts.

"Oh! Um, it's nothing, Phil. Don't worry about it." Dan flashed a friendly smile. Such a friendly smile.

"Oh, okay. I cooked lunch, babe." Phil smiled back, kissing Dan on the forehead. Dan cringed at "babe." He nodded, disgust obviously running through his body.

"Be right there!" Dan yelled.

When Phil left the room, Dan closed his door and locked it. He let out a huge breath and wiped his forehead with a napkin.

"Why is Phil such a fucking faggot?" Dan laughed under his breath. "I'm straight. I'm not in love with a man. I'm straight. I don't love Phil." Dan felt his breath hitch at the last sentence. Weird.

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"This lunch is so good, Phil." Dan smiled. "I know it's your favorite. " Phil smirked while pecking Dan's cheek.

Dan let out a shaky breath and closed his eyes. Was he going to let him down easy? You know what- no. Phil needed to pay for being gay. Why can't Phil just be straight?"

"Don't fucking touch me, Phil." Dan whispered. Phil stopped eating and looked at Dan in confusion. "Bear? I-"

"Don't fucking call me that!" Dan snapped. Phil jumped back in his chair. He looked around while stuttering. "I don't unde-"

"No, of course you don't. I don't love you. I never will. You're a fag. And that's all you'll ever be. A worthless, useless, fag." Dan jumped up from his chair and marched into his room, locking the door behind him.

"Fuck. What have I done?" Dan sighed while letting tears flow down his face. He wiped them with his sleeve. He had to leave.

Dan grabbed a suitcase that lay on his top shelf and stuffed his clothes, shoes, blankets in one suitcase and his other random crap in another. He quickly zipped up his suitcases and left his room.

He went to the dining room to see a heartbroken Phil, on the floor crying, cradling a diamond ring in his hand. He was going to propose.

"Dan, wait! Please, please don't leave!" He threw the ring and Dan saw it shatter to a million pieces. He felt somewhat guilty.

Both of the boys had tears streaming from their faces, and Dan engulfed Phil in a hug.

"I'm so sorry, Phil." He hugged Phil tighter, and dropped his suitcases on the ground. "I don't want to date anymore, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, Phil." Dan cried some more, and deleted his YouTube video before it got too out of hand.

"I'm sorry too, Bear."

OkAY I JUST GOT REALLY EMOTIONAL sORry iLL UPLOAD A NEW CHAPTER TODAY BUT :"')