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As much as Phil doesn't even want to see Dan right now, he really misses him. Well, he misses his company. He misses being around someone he can talk about anything to. He also misses stealing Dan's cereal, but more the other thing.

Phil checks Twitter for the first time in days. There are almost a thousand notifications, all from fans, worried about Phil. He mentally facepalms, realizing he forgot to film a video. He goes to type a tweet, explaining everything.

 He goes to type a tweet, explaining everything

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Dan sees this tweet almost immediately. He knows that Phil doesn't have his camera and other filming equipment, and that he'll have to come back so he can film the video. That means Dan will get to see Phil again. Dan misses him so much, it feels like a part of him is missing.

Dan needs Phil. Phil was the first best friend Dan had ever had, and now, he was more than that. But that seemed to be crumbling.

Yes, Dan and Phil are both very awkward people, and yes it would be awkward when they see each other again for the first time in days.

Dan still couldn't figure out why Phil would leave him like that. He didn't know if he did something himself, or if it was Phil, who plainly just needed some space.

Now after Dan saw Phil's tweet, he went right to text him. He was smart enough to know that Phil would be on his phone for a little longer at least.

D: You there Phil?

...

P:Yeah

P: hi Dan

D: hey Phil. I saw your tweet and I noticed all your camera stuff is still here at the flat.

P: It is? Oh

D: yeah

P: I should probably get that..

D: yah

D: so when will you be coming back? To get the stuff I mean

P: Uh

P: what day is it?

D: Phil you twat that's on your phone

P: oh yeah

P: well today's Friday so I'll have to come by later tonight or early tomorrow

P: I promised a video by Sunday so

D: alright

D: you're at your mums right?

P: yeah why

P: how'd you know?

D: dude

D: look at our texts from earlier

P: oh

P: well I should probably pack up my stuff so I can catch a train in time

D: k

P: ttyl Dan

D: see you later Phil

Phil sighed and packed up his things and told his mum he'd be leaving. He quickly hugged his loving parents and hailed a cab.

After a quiet and awkward ride to the station, Phil ran onto the train. He'd almost missed it.

To be honest, Phil was nervous to face Dan again. He had just up and left him with no explanation. Dan didn't do anything wrong, yet Phil had hurt him in so many ways.

Eventually, at 9:39, the train arrived in London. Phil got up and swung his backpack over his shoulder.

He got into a cab once again, which took about 20 minutes to get to the apartment complex.

Around 10:00, Phil walked up the stairs leading to the flat. He took a deep breath and unlocked the door. He heard a faint noise from the lounge, Dan must've been watching tv.

Phil passed the lounge quietly, seeing Dan spread out on the couch, half asleep. Phil didn't want to disturb him, so he made his way to his room. He set his backpack on the floor next to his bed and went to the kitchen.

Phil was quite hungry, so he decided to make a snack and then go to bed. He set the tea kettle on the stove and turned to look out the window.

"Phil?"


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