Gold || Phan [Completed]

You Are The Best Thing

"Phil?" |
I walked up to his closed bedroom door. I could hear faint breathing as I tried to open the door for the hundredth time. Phil has been in his room for the past two weeks and I'm guessing he only comes out is when I'm gone. I haven't got a response out of him since. It's been really hard to stay home all the time to make sure Phil is alright due to the tour and BBC radio down my back. I've tried to get him out of his room by bringing people over, bringing food to him, doing whatever I can to see him again which never works.

It's getting harder for me since I only want Phil to be okay. I sit against the door knowing Phil is too. I've been taking this time to think about Phil. I could care less about the tour or YouTube or whatever else is happening. I want to be with Phil. I had been "friends" with Phil for ages, but it was only until recently that I wanted something more with him. I had never told him though. I knew that if I told him it would be weird because I don't know if he would feel the same way. Really the only thing that fully brought myself to realize that I liked Phil more than just a friend was a song. Everything about it reminded me of Phil. I, for some reason, thought to show Phil the song. He liked it, but after a day or so he became more quiet and unattached from the rest of the world. It had worried me slightly, but not to the extent where I confronted him about it. I kept blaming myself for showing himself the song because I think he got the wrong message. But, it wasn't really wrong. It was right, in every way. I had shown him because I wanted him to know.
To know that I.. I love him.
I, Dan Howell, love Phil Lester.