I Didn't Have A Best Freind Untill I Was 18 Years Old

O N E

D A N

"PHIIILLL," I groaned into the empty flat, " I MIIISSSS YOUUU."
I wonder when he will be back?
It had barley been an hour, and I was already missing him miserably. He'd have better thought to pick up doughnuts, as he comes back from that stupid 'walk' of his.
I watched the clock as I was sat on the counter, eating the cereal I had just made for myself. I sat there not really knowing what to do, as I usually was teasing Philly about his bed hair around now. Phil had left before I woke up, to go outside, a stupid reason for Phil to leave in my opinion, and go for a walk, he had left a note on the cabinet door. Phil has been doing this a lot lately, as he met a cute gay boy in a small cafe, not too far from the flat. I saw them flirting from the window of the lounge a few minutes ago.
I sighed, finishing my cereal, and putting the bowl and spoon in the dishwasher, next to me.
I do not like being away from Phil for any length of time. I mean we don't go to the toilet together or anything, and being in their separate rooms was fine, but, any other time is barley tolerated.
Walking into the lounge, falling into the sofa. I am sad to admit that I pulled up YouTube on the television, and started a playlist of all the PINOF videos, and stated to fall asleep, while watching Phil tackle me into a hug on the screen.
My last thought was, Phil is really cute in that flannel,... Still is..., As I fell farther into the void of unconsciousness.

P H I L

...That girl is really cute,... I hope she doesn't see my skin as paper-looking,... or my eyes as algee covered pools- eww, those are actually really gross... Am I too tall,... too short,... too fat,... too skinny,... too young,... too old,... I am thinking like Dan.... Damnit Dan, why are your existential crisises contagious?!?!?...Why am I blaming this on him... It's not his fault...FOCUS, PHILIP!...Focus... That is two seconds of the thoughts swimming in my head, as the girl I met the other day approaches me again.
I carfully stand still, so that I don't trip somone with my akwardness, or my abnormally large feet. I notice that she is wearing an official Dan an Phil tee shirt with the mini pixelated Dan and I. I did not know she was a fan, she seemed totally oblivious to who I was yesterday... What happened?
Not that this is a bad thing!