Stars . {Phan}

T W O

{Phil's pov}

"It's just there's a lot, I don't know. I think it's mostly that I like this person. There's no way they'll like me as well." I squeak out. 

"Also, I'm starting to question my sexuality, I have been for a while and I think I'm just admitting I'm bisexual? I don't know Dan. What will our viewers think if they find out? Will they like me less?" 

"Phil, you shouldn't care what anybody thinks about you, whether it's our viewers or what. I support you in this Phil, I always will,"

That. That right there is why i love Dan. He's so open to things, it literally doesn't matter what it is. He's open to it. 

"So give me the details Phil, whos going to steal my best friend?" Dan laughs

"nobody could steal me from my best friend." 

"Really though, who is it?"

"it's no one just a guy I know and I don't know if he's gay or bi or what so I don't think there's a chance.." I stare at my bed avoiding any eye contact with Dan.

"want to watch a movie or something to take your mind off it? I'll get popcorn, you can pick a movie," he says walking out of my room.

 I get up and go out to our lounge to pick a movie off Netflix. I pick 'Dismissed' and sit on the couch waiting for Dan, soon he comes in with popcorn and sits in his sofa crease. I turn on the movie and soon enough Dans asleep on the sofa. I gently cuddle up to him, not wanting to wake him and wish it could be like this normally. I soon let sleep take over my mind.

{Dan's pov}

I wake up on the couch and Phil's cuddled up next to me like he's a small child. I look at the tv and see the Netflix home screen, Phil moves a little bit on top of me. I look at the time and see it's already 1 pm. I slowly crawl out from under Phil, and head to the kitchen. I decide to look through the cupboards. I dig through for a while and finally find something appealing;  pancake mix.

I shake Phil lightly "hey you want pancakes?" 

Phil moves around a little before his eyes open. 

"Hmm, yeah sure. Thanks.What happened yesterday?" 

I laugh "a lot, I mean I know you're bi." 

Phils face turns bright red. "Oh right"

 "Want chocolate chips?"

Phil gets up and runs to the cupboard "and marshmallows?" he said holding them out in front of him.

"Sure you spork,"

I grab the marshmallows from his hand and add them to the pancake mix, then pouring it into the pan and letting the chocolatey, marshmallowy pancakes cook. 

I place a plate of pancakes in front of Phil and one in front of me and we eat in silence until I say something.

"Phil why are you being so quiet? You're not usually quiet." 

Phil looks up from his pancakes and looks at me with pleading eyes. 

"You don't have to tell me anything if you don't want Phil, I'm just getting worried," I say quietly and continue to eat my pancakes. 

Once Phils done eating he goes straight to his room. I want to give him some space and let him be for a while. I head to my room and watch some anime until I eventually let my eyes close.

{Phil's pov}

After a couple hours of being in my room, it's 7 pm and I want to go out because fuck it. I poke my head into Dan's room and he's asleep with his laptop on his lap.  I don't want to wake Dan so I just walk out shutting his door gently and out to a taxi.

I head to a club downtown and once I walk in I know I shouldn't be here and I should probably just go home but I stay anyway. I'm gonna get drunk, too drunk to stand upright. As I drink more and more my vision gets blurred and I can't stand well, I'm holding onto everyone and everything as I make my way through the club.

A boy with blonde hair comes up to me, "hey, you're pretty sexy did you know that?" 

"Dan doesn't think so," I mutter. 

"I'll make you forget all about Dan." with that he grabs me and pulls me to the second floor of the club. He pays some guy and pulls me into a bedroom. 

"I love your blue eyes," he smirks. He pushes me back onto the bed and starts taking his clothes off, 

"I can't do this" I whisper as I start crying and stumble out of the room.

I can't walk properly and I don't see the staircase as I'm walking and I trip and tumble all the way down the stairs until I hit the bottom floor. A few bouncers come over to me and pick me off the floor, 

"is there anyone we can call?"

It takes me a moment to comprehend what they mean, "Dan, I-I want Dan.".

"Where's your phone?" one of the bouncers asks. 

"Pocket." 

The same bouncer grabs my phone from my jacket pocket and calls a number. 

"Is this Dan? Yeah, hi your friend here is um very very drunk, can you please come pick him up, he just fell down a flight of stairs, he seems to be okay but he needs to be picked up. Ok, thank you."

The bouncers took me over to the door and one of them stayed outside with me to wait for Dan.