-Alyssa’s POV-
I slept most of the next day as I didn’t have anything to do. My phone had been ringing so much that I finally just silenced it and shoved it in a drawer. I had no reason to answer it and I didn’t care about anything Dan had to say today. I barely knew him and he had hurt me beyond reason. I didn’t understand why I cared so much. It’s not like we were dating all that much or like we were engaged.
Sunday I seemed to just go through the motions of the show and Chris and Scott could tell that something was off. They asked me if I was alright but I told them I was. Once the show was over with, I went back home and decided to check my phone just to see how many more messages I had. 34 texts from Dan, 16 calls from Dan, 13 texts from Phil and 4 calls from Phil. I sighed and put the phone down again, getting online, and checking my twitter. I tweeted once and then logged off, going to bed. I was exhausted from the day.
However, I couldn’t sleep. I was too upset to even fall asleep and my thoughts were racing. All I could think about was Dan and I didn’t want to be thinking of him at all. I hated him for what he’d done to me but at the same time, I loved him. I couldn’t stop myself from loving him.
-Dan’s POV-
“Come on Dan, Cat wants us to go to dinner with her and a few other YouTubers tonight.” Phil said, buttoning the sleeve of his plaid shirt and fixing his hair in the mirror. I sighed, not once looking up from my laptop.
“I’m not going.” I stated simply.
Phil sighed and I glanced up to see him putting on his watch. “You’re going and that’s all there is to it. They are our FRIENDS and I expect you to treat them as such, Daniel. I don’t know what your problem is but you need a real attitude check.”
“EXCUSE ME?!” I growled, standing up.
“Ever since you hit a million subscribers you’ve been getting a big ego and I think its time someone takes you down a peg!” He snapped back. I glared at him.
“Listen here, Philip. You’ve been the one acting strange since I hit one million. I don’t know if its jealousy, or what it is, but you need to stop! I don’t have an ego and if you think I do then maybe you should look in a mirror!” I screamed, getting my suitcase and throwing my stuff in it.
“Where are you going?!” He asked.
“I’m going where I belong. BACK TO LONDON!” I yelled, storming out of the room and slamming the door. I put on my sunglasses to hide the tears that fell from my eyes. I’d never fought with my best friend like that before. My heart was breaking. I’d lost the two people that meant the most.
