Chapter seven

                                    

                                          
*Phils pov* 
Dan had locked himself away in his room all day. I decided to start making dinner for Dan and I, so that he didn't have to and I doubt he would want to order in some junk food. 
                          
After about 20 minutes of cooking, Dan had finally come out of his room and entered the kitchen. I smiled at him as he sat down on a stool by the counter. I didn't really know what to say to him. This morning I found out that he cut himself and I had done nothing all day, what was there to talk about? I continued cooking dinner, but I hated the silence. I had to make a conversation.
                          
"You okay?" I asked.
"Yeah, I guess." He replied. He was obviously not okay, I could hear the misery in his voice. I wanted to cheer him up somehow, I needed to make him happy. 
                          
"Do you wanna play Mario Kart?" I asked hoping he would light up and say yes. I turned to him and I could almost sense that he wanted to by the look in his eyes. 
"Ye- no, I'll probably eat dinner and go to bed or something." He said looking down. I sighed quietly and continued cooking dinner.
                          
Once dinner had finished, Dan and I sat together and ate. 
                          
"Thank you, Phil."
"For what?"
"For making dinner and... and trying to cheer me up. I would like to play Mario Kart with you but, I'm so tired today."
"You're welcome and, I understand. If you're tired then you should rest." 
                          
Dan smiled and continued eating. I smiled back but I couldn't continue eating. I took another bite but, it tasted like cardboard. I frowned at my plate, there was so much left and I couldn't brings myself to eat it. 
                          
I asked Dan if he wanted anymore but he declined. I put the leftovers in the fridge thinking I could hear it up in the microwave later. 
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After Dan had gone to bed, I flicked through Netflix until I found something at least half decent to watch. 
                          
After a few hours of watching some series I found on Netflix, I decided I should go to bed as I was getting tired. I yawned, turned the TV off and headed to my room. 
                          
Whilst undressing to get into my pajamas, I noticed that my stomach seemed...bigger. Maybe it was just the way that the light was shining on it? 
Or maybe you need to go on a diet! Dan won't like you if you're fat and ugly. 
                          
I frowned at my stomach and decided I should start eating healthier. I couldn't stand the thought of Dan leaving me because I was too fat. I am definitely going on a diet, starting tomorrow! 
                          
*Dans pov*
In the morning I woke up and already I was craving to hug Phil. 
                          
We had kissed before but, I doubt that meant anything. I doubt Phil loves me like I love him. We're only friends and that kiss was a one time thing, it could never happen again, but, God I wish it could. I would die for another chance to kiss Phil.