Phil walked to the cafeteria alone. He walked to maths alone. He went home alone.
He didn't consider the crowd of adoring girls and boys to be company. They simply followed him around, like followers on the internet, who are always there yet never really there. He sighed quietly. No-one really knew him like Dan, the person he had completely abandoned in his search for popularity.
Phil hadn't noticed the effect his new behaviour would have on other people.
"Hey Phil! Wanna sit together at lunch?" Someone yelled. Phil didn't reply.
"Phil?" They said again.
"No." Phil wanted to cry. No. He wouldn't cry. Not in front of all these people. He walked away from the huge crowd of students, into a deserted classroom.
Phil walked into the classroom, he heard sobbing. He turned the light on, and in doing this, revealed a crying Dan Howell on the floor.
"Dan? Dan I'm so, so sorry. I... I didn't mean it."
"Which part?" he said, agitated.
"All of it. From the first day, to right here, right now."
"Phil?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you,"
"I've always loved you, Dan"
And with that, Dan and Phil both sat under the desk and hugged each other. They both needed it, so, so much. Dan loved Phil, and Phil loved Dan.
A/N
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