Drama Llamas | Phan

18- Sorted

-D.H-

Phil had fallen asleep as we'd watched the sitcom. I wasn't suprised, he seemed exhausted. I stood up and walked to get some blankets to cover him in - I didn't want too wake him up and I generally didn't mind if he ended up staying the night at my house. I seemed as though he really needed company right now and I was more than prepared to help him in any way I could. Not only was he a brilliant, kind person that saved me from stupidly ending my life, but he was also my friend - and I couldn't bare to see him in the state that he was. I thought back to when I first got the call.

I had been just lounging around, chilling watching Netflix when my phone had began to buzz from across the room. I had debated getting up and going to get it, but I am extremely glad that I eventually did because if I hadn't who knows where and what would be happening to the black-haired man now. When I'd first heard his voice over the phone - it seemed so weak, so broken - so tired. I had immediatly known that something was wrong and that he needed help. I broke my heart when I pulled up on the road where Phil sat. He just was so tired - like he'd given up.

I hated it. He was such a strong person, I hated seeing him so broken and generally hurt. Sure, it had been a spontaneous decision to invite him back to mind, but it was another thing I was very glad I did. I'm not sure he would fare well being alone right now and I didn't want to see anybody get to the states I used to be in before. I was getting better - and I didn't want anybody doing the opposite and getting worse. I picked up a soft spotted blanket and returned to Phil, carefully covering his sleeping body with the blanket. I smiled fondly as he snored slightly.

I walked back into the kitchen and began to wash my hands for no particular reason. Expression had dropped from my face and I stared blankly at my reflection in the toaster, my hands resting on each side of the sink. What else could I do to help him? Is there anything I could do to prevent the whole situation from getting too out of hand? Shifting my weight from one foot to another, my mind raced through all the posibiltys of what could come in the future. What would most likely happen by tommorrow would be that the fact he was sighted would be all over the news. 

People would probably go to the Tesco's in case he turned up their again. Reporters would probably end up there asking the staff working there. Maybe Alfie - that interviewer guy who'd started this whole thing might go. Maybe his stupid fucking girlfriend would be there as well - maybe then I could beat the shit out of them for ruining my friend's career and causing him so much pain. I felt my knuckles whiten as I clenched them so hard. I took long breaths, trying to calm myself down. Whatever happened, would probably end up happening Tommorrow.

So now, I guess I had to wait. I walked back into the room where Phil was still peacefully soundly asleep. I sat down on the opposite sofa and grabbed my laptop. I rested it on my lap and quickly opened the screen. I decided to go onto Twitter to see if anything had been said regarding the Tesco's incident with Phil. I glanced up at Phil occasionally to check that everything was still fine. My eyes were drawn back to the screen though as a certain tweet popped up on my screen. I read through it quickly and felt myself slowly loosing my temper. Annoyed at the pure stupidity of some people.

> Alfie Harrisons : Disgusted, completely outraged right now. Went on Twitter for two seconds and guess who THE FUCK's name popped up on my screen. Yes, A FUCKING IDIOT did. My ex-girlfriend. Who just BROKE UP WITH ME, who I loved VERY MUCH was seen talking, DRUNK, too PHIL LESTER. YES. IT'S EXACTLY WHAT IT SOUNDS LIKE. He got her drunk, hit on her again after everything that happened and made her break up with me in her drunken state! He was seen at this location (a Tesco's supermarket): locationfind/Tesco/London.Bh.32 I am going down there Tommorrow so, Phil Lester, if you see this tweet, come meet me there and settle this like REAL MEN.