Edit That Bit Out

Chapter Three

It's been nearly a week since the incident with the video. Dan still won't talk to me and it's getting kind of annoying and awkward. I'm tired of going into the kitchen and him giving me a dirty look and walking to his room. He's spent most of his time in his room these past few days. Every time I try to talk to him he ignores me. He's really starting to upset me. I just want what we had back.

My phone buzzed and I grabbed it off my nightstand. It was a PJ, I answered it."Phil," he started, "I saw your video the other day. I saw that you deleted it. I saw that you've been ignoring your fans. Dan told me everything." I sighed, "I messed up, Peej. How the hell do I fix this?" "I don't know. There's not a lot you can do. Everyone knows now. You know he didn't want them to know. And I know that you didn't want them to know." "He won't listen to me. I keep trying to apologize but he just won't listen. I want to make things right." My voice was shaking now and I was trying so hard not to burst into tears. All of a sudden I heard the front door close. Did Dan just leave? Where was he going? "Phil?", PJ asked, "You still there?' "Uh, yeah, sorry." "Well...Dan asked me if he could stay over here for a couple of days and I said yes. I'll try and talk to him for you." So that's where he went. "Oh. Uhm. Okay." I stuttered. "You have a couple of days to try and fix all of this." "Yeah...okay. Talk to you later, PJ." "Bye, Phil."

I sighed and put my head in my hands. I really need to fix this, if I don't I could lose not only my boyfriend, but my best friend. No matter how hard I tried I just couldn't think of a way to fix this. We could say it was just a prank...but I don't think two friends would kiss just to mess with people...We could pretend none of this happened. But there are screenshots all over the internet. The whole internet knows. Honestly I think the only way to fix this is by making a video explaining what happened and how none of it was meant to happen. I sighed and walked to the kitchen. I made myself a cup of tea and sat in the lounge to watch TV, hoping it would take my mind off everything that was going on. After about a half hour I grabbed my laptop and started writing a script for a video. I typed, deleted, reworded, and edited for nearly three hours before deciding this was the best I was going to get it. I didn't have the motivation or courage to film a video tonight. I figured it was best to wait until Dan got home and see how he felt about this. I don't want to upset him more than I already have.