Dan and Phil Imagines and One Shots

Please, Don't Go... (Phil Lester)

{{2440 words, longest ever. Wow my mind is fucked}}

Glass breaking, yelling, Dan trying to be the mediator. This fight was the worst of them all. Phil moved in with me about 6 months ago, shortly after we'd come out about dating. Everyone - and I mean every fucking one of their fans hated me. I couldn't see why, not that I was the most confident girl Phil could've had. I just couldn't grasp onto the fact that over 12 million people hated me and not one of them knew me. Yeah, I was a small Youtube channel. We make a video explaining our relationship and how it had been for the past 2 years? "Oh you attention whore, using him for the views, no, I'm not subscribing to you. No matter how much he loves you, he'll see the real you and leave your ass. He doesn't hate anyone but he'll hate you." Couldn't old-fashioned love still exist? For God's sake, he asked me to go steady with him. That meant more to me than a stupid little YouTube channel. For these 6 months, Dan and Phil thought it'd be better if he just packed up his clothes and items and come live with me. They didn't have a fight, Dan convinced him that maybe people would hate us less if they saw that he was so committed to me, that he left his place with his best friend to live with and love me. That did the exact opposite. Everyone hated me more, guarding Phil like knights in front of the royal castle. 

Tonight? This was far from a fairytale. The week before, we had an explosive fight, resulting in him leaving. Now, Dan and Phil are here, taking everything Phil once moved in here back, leaving my house to look the same as it did last year. Once they were done moving shit, I held my hand out for Phil. "Keys." I said. He looked me in the face and slapped my hand down. I scoffed, "After all you said to me? You don't deserve to even step foot on my lawn, give me my damn keys." 

"No," Phil said. "You can ignore my fans, I can ignore you." I looked past him at Dan who shared a look of shock. I reached into his jacket, grabbing a handful of something. "Get the fuck off of me." He pushed me off of him and my hand came out of the pocket. I opened my hand to see my keys. I put them in the front drawer. I went to hand him the money back when I saw a glint of gold. I unfolded the small bundle of cash to see a condom. We didn't use condoms.

I looked up at him. "Who?" I asked. He looked at me like I was crazy, which I secretly wished I was. "Who were you screwing?"

He laughed. "Why are you questioning me, you're the one that didn't cooperate in this relationship."

"You broke up with me. Not to mention, you said "Oh, that's ok, I've got another waiting for me, you ungrateful little bitch." while I begged you not to go. So, I ask you again..." I walked to a framed photo of us that was sitting on my coffee table. "Who were you fucking on the side?"

Phil laughed a deep, dark laugh. "Well, I'd like to call it passionate love making, but to each his own." He began walking out but jumped when he heard the shatter of the frame. He turned on his heel to look at me. "This busty brunette. Has a great ass." He smirked. I nodded, sitting down on the couch. 

I saw Dan messing with the sleeves of his jumper, nervously. Something felt terribly wrong in my stomach. "I can't," He broke down. He began to cry, full on. It was almost like he was physically showing you what the pit you feel in your stomach was all about. "I can't lie like this anymore." He walked closer to me. "Me." I looked up at him, furrowing my eyebrows. "He was screwing me. I'm the busty brunette with the great ass." 

Phil fell back into the front door, making a booming sound echo through my living room, "Oh for fuck's sake..."

"Don't you fucking dare," Dan said. He walked to him, yelling as well. "You used me. You used me just to screw just so you could hurt her." I stood up, shaking. I didn't know what to do. My boyfriend and best guy friend... Did Dan mean to hurt me as well? "You literally blackmailed me with all of this Phan proof that we actually have. You threatened to explain to everyone that the V-Day video was actually true, not just a prank. You threatened to tell everyone about my past, to out me." I know who to be mad at now. I couldn't be mad at Dan. Phil ruined the both of us.