Internet Infatuation (YouTuber Fanfiction)

Part XII

Hey hey hey guess who got 5/7 new covers for her stories? That's right, this girl. I've wanted to redo the older ones for a while, though YTM and WTH don't look too different. I don't know how I feel about the HAIBIU cover yet ( btw I changed the name of It Just Me Or It Us to Hasn't it Always Been "It Us"? )but it's an improvement over the boring old cover, so whatever.

I'm not saying you have to, but, uh, if anyone wants to volunteer for a better cover, and DM it to me on Twitter ( @LeSugarcubeSaga ), then I'm not saying I'd have a problem with that at all. *shrugs* *raises hands in a 'awe shucks' expression*

Dan POV

Well, that happened. (( ;) ))

After I left the bath, I entered the occupied living area to walk into, well, nothing important, really, just Caspar Lee and Joseph Sugg making out on our couch. It's not that I particularly had a problem with them making out, but come on, Phil and I ate on that couch, for God's sakes. Not to mention that poor Phil looked practically scandalized watching the two of them, yet it also seemed like he couldn't take his eyes away. Hell, neither could I for a good few seconds. They were really going at it. But I knew that the longer they kissed, the more I'd have to edit out of the video, so I cleared my throat. They jumped apart, looking like they were caught red-handed, which they kind of were.

I managed to keep my face straight, and looked back and forth between the two boys. Caspar was blushing profusely, and Joe refused to make eye contact with me, though I could tell he was breathing quickly right now from both his, er, activities, and the startling realization that he was being watched. "Well... I think that's enough for today," I announced dumbly.

Everyone in the room stayed silent, and I knew right then and there that there was a certain, undefinable tension in the room, strictly between Caspar and Joe. I think Phil sensed it too, because he was looking at me to see where we would go with this. I opened my mouth to say something, probably make a stupid comment for the video, then thought better of it. I instead walked over slowly to the camera, and hit end. We could film an outro later, between Phil and I, if necessary, but at this point, I'm not really sure we should put that video up in the first place. Sure, there were a few good moments, out overall just a lot of stuff that would need to be cut out of the final draft.

Once the red light blinked off, I took a deep breath, and turned to the boys to say whatever happened to cross my mind first, when Phil surprisingly beats me to it. "So, since that video was pretty long, do you think we should cut some of the turns out?"

The question was clearly addressed to the other boys. "Um... Yeah, that's probably a good idea. I don't know which ones, yet, but I'll let you know," Joe says, sounding unsure of where to go from there. He looked slightly in a daze, as if he were in an entirely different place right now. Caspar nodded numbly along to what he said in agreement, and I reluctantly let it go.

The tension in the room was far too much for me to handle, so I said,"I still can't believe Philip Lester is the one who chose these dares. Jesus Christ, Phil, I thought you were the innocent one of the two of us."

Phil rolled his eyes, going with my plan, and said cheekily,"Have you not known me for over five years? If anything, you're the innocent one."

"That's a lie and you know it." Caspar smiled at our banter, his mind temporarily off of the prior events, which have me some encouragement. Joe still looked kind of lost, but that was okay for now. He was probably figuring things out, which is what I would be doing right now had I kissed Phil. Then again, that's different.

Though, I guess I could be wrong there, too.

Joe glanced at his phone, most likely checking the time, and said,"It's getting late. Maybe we should head back soon, Caspar?"