"Never Leaving You Behind."

Chapter 3

Dan's P.O.V:

After all that crazy fiasco, Phil and I went to the kitchen. "How about some chocolate?" That made me smile, because it gave me so much memories. Of course, I remember he said this on one of my videos, and well, I couldn't possibly forget because everytime I go internet... I always see that image. But anyways, the memories show Phil helping me... He was always there for me, and caught me everytime I fell. He was such a great support. He was always there... "...an." I hear something... "DAN!" "WHAT WHAT?!" I look around and see Phil with one hand on his hip, and the other on the counter. "Dan, I've been calling your name over and over... You were spacing out again, weren't you?" I kinda blush, I was thinking about you, Phil... again. "Uh yeah, sorry... What's up?" "Well Dan, while you were spacing out, I said there's no more chocolate l-" I cut him off, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE'S NO MORE CHOCOLATE?!" I yell out. "Dan, you ate most of the chocolate." I looked at him. "Goddammit you're right." I sighed. "Well, why don't we go somewhere? Can we go to the ice cream parlor? Please!?" I smiled. "Okay Phil." "YAY!" He ran off to get ready. The weather outside was nice. It was a summer day and boy was it so hot in here. Ice cream should do the trick. I went to my room and got dressed. Black jeans, a black shirt and black shoes. Then I noticed my Hobbit hair. Oh god, I'm not going out like this! I straightened my hair quickly. Then I got my black belt, my useless black belt. Black, the color really reflects my soul. I looked at the mess around. I sighed deeply... Dammit Dan, look at all this. I quickly went to go clean up the broken glass. I got a little cut on my hand but it didn't hurt since I didn't even realize it until Phil pointed it out after he came out of his room. "Dan are you alright?" He asked with such caution. "Yes Phil, don't worry. I didn't even realize I had it. Let me go wash it off and we'll get going okay?" He nodded and waited patiently for me. After I carefully washed away the blood, I caught up with Phil and off we went. We walked past a pet store and Phil got distracted by this puppy. "Can we keep him??" "No Phil. I mean, we can't even look after our own selves, we have a mess in the kitchen, the living room is dirty and our bathroom isn't really much clean. We won't be able to look after another living thing." Phil pouted. "Okay..." At this point, I don't know who looked cuter; Phil or the puppyyyyyyyy... what. What the fuck did I just say. No homo... I mean, I'm not... ANYWAYS. I laughed nervously out loud and I didn't even realized it. Phil looked at me, with a confused face. "Um, something happened?" "Oh no, I just uh, saw..a funny...little girl." "Dan!" Oops I didn't mean to say that. Way to go Dan, now Phil thinks you're some kind of pedophile. Great.