Urges

3: Tumbler tag

Phils pov:

"Hi honey, how was school?" My mom yells as me and Chris walk through the door. I run up to hugging her jumping up and down.

"Mom you will never guess what Chris did for me today!" I yell kissing her on the cheek.

"He's been like this the hole way here!" Chris laughs as he just watched the show.

"See Chris, I told you he'd do this."

I stop jumping and let go of her. "Wait mom you knew?"

"Of course I knew sweetheart, who do you think gave Chris the money?" I look over at Chris confused.

"I thought you said you bought the tickets?"

"Well, I did technically buy them. My names on the receipt and I was on the website. You thought I could afford two tickets to his show? Of course not." Chris explains making me feel like an idiot.

"But didn't you say you got a raise?" I ask trying to make myself look less stupid.

"Ya but for McDonald's, not exactly the dream job." Phil laughed at Chris's sarcastic joke.

"Or enough for two tickets to the hottest singer in the world." My mom jumped in to emphasize she bought them and not the other boy.

I guess Chris was right, everyone wanted tickets to the show. People were spending hundreds upon hundreds of dollars to get tickets. Tickets on eBay went for $2000 for the crappy seats in the back.

Luckily Chris, or my mom as I recently found out, had gotten me tickets near the front. Not exactly front row but close enough so I don't have to look at the screens to see him.

"Don't you two have homework to do or something like that?" My mom asked. The look on our faces gave away the answer. "Go upstairs and the the work."

Chris and I ran upstairs to my room laughing and joking on the way up. "And don't think I won't know if you don't do it!" She yells up to us.

"Your mom is so cool, she surprises me every time I come over." Chris tells me as he shits the door to my room.

"Ya she's pretty cool I guess. I mean she did get me tickets to the one and only Dan Howell!"

"You just love reminding yourself about that."

"Ya I do!" I say plugging my phone into the speakers so I can play music.

"Are you gonna play Dans album?" Chris asks getting out his homework as if we're actually gonna do.

"Hella ya I am"

Dans pov:
I wake up a day later laying on my couch. I look around remembering all the things I did yesterday.

I see Dodie laying on the floor, I realize I need to hide the body soon before I go the next city for my tour.

Suddenly I hear a knock on the door. I start to panic. What if it's the maid and she gets in to clean but finds a dead body with the words 'on fire' written carved into her chest.

"Dan! I know your in there, you need to hurry. We leave in two hours." I hear the familiar voice of my manager through the door.

I open the door just enough to stick my head through the door. "Pj! Thank god your here! I need your help." I kinda whisper yell through the door. After he just looks at me for a second I grab his hand and drag him in.

Once he's in he just looks around the room and at the damage I'd done. "Dan... why?"

"Why not?" I ask him without showing any emotion.

He takes a better look at her and sees the words in her chest. "Really Dan? Are you so conceded you had to write your album name on her chest?"

"Why the fuck did we even go with that name? It makes me look like some douche." Pj just looks at me like I'm an idiot.

"Are we gonna talk about your album name, or the fact that there's a dead girl lying in the middle of your hotel room?" Pj asked, I just shrug. "How are you planing on cleaning this up?"

"Well I was kinda hoping the best manager in the world would help me." I say batting my eyes a little to show I really wanted his help.

"Oh so you know him? Because I know your manager wouldn't help you." He sasses back

"Ok how about this," I say showing I can be sassy to, " either help me clean this up, or I turn you into the police."

"You wouldn't dare"

"Wanna bet? I'm the teen sensation Dan Howell! You really think my fans will let me go to jail? I'd be in and out in a second and if they found out you knew about the killings, you'd be taking my place as power bottom in jail."

"How about, you clean this mess up and I get rid of the body, your majesty." To add special effect he bows a little at the last part.

"That's more like it. Now make sure you get rid of it right, make sure no one can find it."

"Ya, ya, what ever... hsjdhdjdodbdk" he mumbles the last part so I can't understand what he's saying. I didn't care to much, it was probably some insult that would make me mad anyway.

He takes the body out through the Fire escape to make sure no one sees.

As he does that I take the time to clean the room before getting out my laptop to browse tumbler. I know Pj said we have to leave soon but why pack now when I can throw all my stuff in the suit case at the last minute?

As I'm browsing I come across this one post with some guy freaking out because he got tickets to, you probably guessed it, my show show. That poor kid is probably some sad teen girl with no life.

Being the kind person I am I decide to reblog it. I got a little curious so I go to their page and I found out my original thought was just a little off.

Turns out it's some teenage guy who's life is me and anime. Judging by his profile picture he's fairly attractive. His hair is also styled the same as me but faced the other side. So basically, he's just me.

Phil's pov:
I'm sitting in my room scrolling through tumbler. Chris went home a few minutes ago, so I was bored out of my mind.

I posed about my tickets because I have become what you can say, tumbler famous, so I wasn't surprised when I got a bunch of notifications that people were reblogging it and saying how jealous they were. What I was surprised at was who reblogged it!

I kept re-reading the notification... Danisnotonfire has reblogged you post.

I think I might faint!
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Hey guys, I know I haven't posted in literally months... but... sorry?
You guys know I suck at this!

I've had this chapter done for ever! Just keep forgetting to post it.

My New Years resolution is to post more often! I also have some other fics in the works so if you like Aphmau's MyStreet series and troyler then keep an eye on my profile.

Anyway... BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE