Dan's pov

I knocked on Phil's bedroom door and waited. There was no answer. I tried again.
"Phil? I know you're in there."
Still nothing. I knocked once more.
"Can we just talk about it?"

I heard ruffling bedsheets inside, then footsteps. The door opened, just a little. I pushed it open further and saw Phil already walking back to his bed. I sat down at his feet as he resumed staring at the ceiling.

"I'm sorry, what I said was uncalled for."

"Yeah, it was."

"I'm just worried, but I realise I'm expressing that in a really bad way and I want to apologise."

"Yeah, you said that last night too, but it didn't change much, did it."

This was obviously going to take some more effort on my part.
"I realise that, so I want you to know that I accept that you're your own person and I can't tell you who you can and can't talk to. I'm not ecstatic about it, but for all I know she could indeed just be a normal, down to earth person. So if you thought this was a nice person and you'd like to talk to her more, I don't want to fight over it all the time."

"Doesn't matter now, does it. She doesn't even care I follow her now. Maybe if you hadn't made her feel like she had to leave last night we could have talked more and we'd have a cool new friend, but no. You just had to be you, didn't you."

Phil was clearly not planning on letting this go easily. I was going to have to put in more work if I wanted to fix things between us. 
"I mean.. maybe she's just weirded out? It is just a follow and let's assume she's not a creepy stalker, she probably doesn't get where that's suddenly coming from and hesitant to take steps to contact you. For all you know she'd love to be friends but she just doesn't want to seem like a creep."

"That's a pretty big turnaround, Dan." Phil said. He sounded a little suspicious.

I sighed. "Look, I realise I haven't been a very supportive friend to you and I want to make it up. I'm not convinced of her good intentions, but if she is a weirdo I guess it'll be obvious soon enough and meanwhile it was mean of me to deny you the opportunity to make new connections to people and I should have realised you're not stupid and can take care of yourself. So I just want to do what I normally do when you doubt yourself and get anxious and sad about things and urge you not to draw so many negative conclusions okay?"

Phil sat up and looked me straight in the eye. "Thanks, Dan. I hate fighting with you."

"Same."

"So what do I do? She probably thinks I'm the stalker now", he said.

"You could just DM her."

"You think? Isn't that weird?"

Even though I wasn't convinced this was all a good idea, I was glad to see Phil snap back into being Phil.

"What's weird, Phil, is that you're suddenly following her without any sort of  explanation after meeting her in a really short dress the night before."

"Oh my god do you think she thinks I'm secretly a pervert?!"

"Only one way to find out."