This one shot might be really confusing? I'm sorry if it is >.<

(This is based off a one shot I read on Tumblr)

TW: It's kind of sad.

"Phil, stop doing that! You're not taking this seriously enough! This video makes us look gay, take it down and come up with a valid excuse. We cannot be gay!" 2012!Dan yelled, his voice getting angrier after every word.

"What's so wrong with being gay, huh? Why can't we be together?" Phil retorted, his own voice just as angry as Dan's.

"We just can't, okay?" Dan let out a large sigh before turning away from Phil. "I hate you! This is all your fault!" Tears were brimming in Phil's eyes and he found no use in shouting back: it would just aggravate Dan further. "I'm going to bed." Dan then stormed off, leaving Phil to cry silently to himself.

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Dan huffed as he collapsed onto his bed. He was exhausted; all the arguing was taking away his energy. That was how Dan fell asleep.. fully clothed.

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Dan awoke to someone violently shaking him awake. At first he thought something was wrong but then he met his own (?) eyes and he knew something was up. The person in front of him looked just like him except, maybe... older? His fringe was much shorter and his hair appeared to be slightly shaved at the sides. His eyes seemed to be softer and a lot brighter. "Who are you and why are you in my bedroom?!" (Younger) Dan yelled in panic, his eyes widening.

"Shut up! Phil is across the hall and wide awake, don't you dare make him come in here." (Older) Dan responded, clasping a hand over his younger self's mouth.

"Why are you here?" (Younger) Dan attempted to say but his voice was muffled due to (older) Dan's hand covering his mouth.

"I'm you.. from the future! I'm here to tell you that you're being an idiot and need to act more mature. You're 18 for fuck's sake. Gay is not an insult, it's who you are."

"I am not an idiot and I'm not gay either!" (Younger) Dan yelled but it was still muffled. His fists were clenching at his sides and all he wanted to do was to send a punch towards his older self.

"I know for a fact that you are both of those things."

"You don't know what I am!" (Younger) Dan shoved (older) Dan out of his way and sent him a harsh glare.

"I'm you so of course I know!" (Older) Dan noticed (younger) Dan's clenched fists and raised an eyebrow.

"Shut up and tell me why the fuck you are here!" (Younger) Dan was now standing by the door, ready to race for safety if needed.

"I want to show you how much of an idiot you are. Follow me."

"What if I don't want to follow you?" (Younger) Dan replied in an irritated tone but followed his older self anyway.

Both Dans wandered down the hall and ended up outside Phil's room, where the argument had taken place. "You're an idiot." (Older) Dan mumbled but, before the younger could yell something back, Phil's bedroom door was pushed open.

(Younger) Dan let out a loud gasp as his eyes laid upon Phil, who was sitting on his bed, his back against the wall and his knees against his chest. "Phil..." He mumbled after the shock had subsided. His heart was smashed as he noticed the tears falling down his friend's cheeks: he had done this; he had made his best friend cry.

"He can't hear you." (Older) Dan whispered, his voice now soft as he knew how the sad the sight was for his younger self. "This is your fault." (Older) Dan made sure his tone was light but, despite this, the younger began to sob.

"What have I done?"

"Phil thinks you hate him... You did tell him that after all."

"I didn't mean it! I was just frustrated!"

"He thinks you meant it."

"I'm sorry." (Younger) Dan sobbed, turning his head so he no longer had to look at his best friend crying.

"I'm not the one who needs to hear that."

"I know but I can't speak to him, can I? I'll look like-"

"It doesn't matter what you look like! Your friendship is on the line." (Younger) Dan found himself sobbing even louder, practically wailing.

"But I can't do this-"

"You can. Trust me, this is for the best." (Younger) Dan felt himself shaking as the world around him got darker and (somehow) began to fade. "I promise.."

And 2012!Dan was met with the real world again..

He practically forced himself out of bed, racing down the hall as quick as his unfit body could handle. He hammered on Phil's door, hoping to get his attention. "PHIL! OPEN THE DOOR RIGHT NOW! WE NEED TO TALK!" Admittedly, Dan may have yelled it in a way which didn't seem entirely nice but he was desperate.

PART 2 COMING SOON!