The Missing Lester {phan}

15.

About a week later.

I was in the living room planning my newest video. God damn, I missed doing videos. I'm very glad I'm back to business. Once I was done writing my script, I wanted to show it to Phil to see his opinion. I walked down the hallway to his room. I heard someone talking there. Was Phil recording a video? Good for him!! I didn't want to interrupt him and I sat down behind the door and listened the whole video:

Hey guys!

So today I wanted to make a video explaining why I didn't make videos for the past couple months and I thought and re-thought to myself if this was the right thing to do but then I remembered how amazing you are and I care about you too much to not tell you guys. You deserve the truth and an explanation. It took me a very long time to think what I was going to tell and now I'm here.

It all started in a lovely afternoon. I was casually browsing the web and Dan was in his browsing position as well when I got this mysterious text from an unknown number. It was threatening me and Dan saying they knew where we lived and I was having a cup of tea and they said they could see me having my tea and it really scared me. That person told me to go outside into a really creepy alley down the street and that if I didn't they would kill Dan. I believed in them because all the things they were describing were true so maybe they were capable of doing such horrible thing with my lo... best friend that I can't live without.

I ran out of the house without giving Dan any explanations and when I got there I saw a girl with some merch from our shop. She came to talk to me and then suddenly she hit something very heavy on my head and I passed out. When I woke up, I was in a very dark room, with only one lightbulb above me and I was in chains, stuck into a chair. And I stayed there for two months.

Fortunately when I felt like I was giving up life, Dan found me together with the cops and I was set free. Now the girl responsible for it is suffering the consequences, she was sentenced to prison and she's going to get medical treatment for her mental health that is really visible that her mind was very ill.

It was awful there, I only had food once in a while, my throat was very dry from not drinking enough water and I lost my voice. I'm now going to physiotherapy everyday because I forgot how to walk for being sat down for two months straight and I'm going to start doing therapy next week. And it was very lonely and boring. I met hell there. At least now I can walk properly, my voice is back and my tummy is very fine and full.

There I realized how much all the things I have in my life, my home, my friends, family, Dan, YouTube, you guys and other belongings are important to me! It's a shame that it took me such horrible experience to know it but now I feel like I'm a better person, that appreciates the little things in life. This is not only for me but for all of you guys, thank everything you have, tell the ones you care how much you love them because you never know for how long you're going to have them. You might just lose them in a instant, like I did for a while. I'm blessed to know that I recovered all, but things are not going to be the same for me...

I could listen to Phil sobbing. I was starting to cry with his beautiful words. I ran into the room crying and just hugged him. He wasn't expecting for that. He embraced the hug and said:

"Dan, from what part did you hear?"

"Everything, since the beginning." I was sobbing. "Your words touched me deep down my soulless body."

"Tell that to the camera Dan!"

"This rat made me cry right now. He's right, it wasn't easy surviving without him, so appreciate the little things people!"

"Why did that sound so gay?"

"Phil!! You ruined the moment!! Now you'll have to cut this off the video!"

"Fine! Wanna do the outro with me?"

"No, it's your video, I interrupted. Bye guys!"

"Can't wait to put the part when you run into the room and..."

"Shut up Lester!"

I left the room and Phil did his outro. Then something inside me made me want to go and talk to Phil and maybe... other stuff.

"Okay I lied." I entered the room. "That sounded very gay but I don't fucking care about it because we totally are."

"Danny, what do you think you're doing?"

"Being gay with you."

I went up straight for a kiss. I put my hands on his head and pulled him closer. Our tongs where touching and I was really feeling him. His hands where on my hips. It all made sense. His mouth tasted like mint. He once told me he liked to chew gum to make his breath better incase the viewers could smell him. His ritual was totally worth it.

"Dan..." He was having difficulties talking. "The camera..." he was breathless. "Is still on."

"Who cares?" We kept going. I wanted to explore Phil's face. It seemed that he wanted to explore my chest madly.

He kissed all over my neck and I was really loving it. I wanted more and more. I running out of air. That's how I liked. We laid down on the bed. We took each other's clothes and the mystical ritual of love was made. Details? I don't feel comfortable sharing here, it was too intimate to be shared. It's our thing. Not anybody else's, only for both of us. It was magical.

It was late the night, almost one in the morning.

"Phil," I asked, "are you tired? Do you want to sleep? I can..."

"Please stay here with me Dan. Don't ever leave me alone please."

"Anything for you dad."

"Thanks bae for sleeping with me."

Next day. Morning. Everything was peaceful. We got up and returned to our old routine. Everything was back to place, back to the ordinary. Everything was right. Even with some news. I finally found out the truth. The love of my life's love of his life was me. We could finally be happy together.