hi um, i hope you like this, ive never really written before but i thought i would make a series.
Dan woke up from yet another bad nights sleep, he had been tossing and turning all night and now his neck hurt.
He sat up and stretched his arms above his head, squinting his eyes as he did so. He got out of bed still half asleep and opened his curtains letting the morning sun burn his sleepy eyes. As it blinded him he stumbled backwards banging his foot on the corner of the bed, "fuuuuuuhk!!" He shouted before falling on to his bed and grabbing his foot as if it was his prized possession. "Dan? Dude are you alright?" Called phils worried voice from outside dans door. "Yeah I'm alright, other than the fact I just smashed my toe against this stupid fucking bed," dan replied, saying the sentence with an irritable tone. He took a deep breath after realising phil was silent, "sorry phil, I didn't mean to snap," he ensured phil calmly. "Can you get me a plaster? my toe is bleeding." Phil replied with a quick "sure" and ran down the hall in to the kitchen, opened a cabinet and grabbed the first aid box. He skipped and hopped back up to dans door, "can I come in?" He's asked. "Yeah, sure," replied dan. Dan was looking down at his big toe and frowning, "d'you think it's broken?" Asked phil perching himself on the floor by dans foot. "Nah, I think it's just swollen," answered dan. Phil rustled through the messy first aid box before finding the biggest plaster he could find, "will this do my lordship?" He asked looking up at dan from the floor. "Yes, that's perfect!" Exclaimed dan. Phil looked up at dan and smiled. perfect like you, thought phil before Shaking the thought out of his head. Little did he know, dan thought exactly the same about phil. Phil took an antiseptic wipe out of the first aid box and began to clean the petty wound that dan was making such a big deal out of. He took the backing off the plaster and gently placed it on dans biggest toe, "ouch!" Screeched dan. "Stop being such a wuss!" Phil said jokingly tapping him on the leg. Phil stood up sighing as he did so. "How about a Sherlock marathon then?" Said phil. "Sounds shit," dan replied, but with a mischievous smile on his face to let phil know that, in fact, he actually thought it was a great idea.
Dan put his arm round phil and balanced on him as he hopped into the living room. By the time they got to their destination (literally round the corner) they were in fits of laughter at how bad their team work and coordination had worked out. "For Fucks sake dan your going to give me a broken toe if you don't stop hopping on it soon," laughed phil, "then where would we be? We would both have to hop everywhere!". Dan laughed and pushed phil on to the sofa and slumped down next to him. "Ugh!" Said phil, dan looked at him,"What?" He asked. "Well." Phil said as if it was obvious, "now you've made me sit down and I'm all comfy and cosy but I have to get up to put Sherlock on! It's not like you can do it with your stupid toe,is it now?" He exclaimed in a jokey manner. "Ah but phil," said dan going a long with the role play, "luckily with my magical power I like to call....forgetfulness! I left the DVD in the player, so all you have to do is pass me the remote and I can do it from sitting here!" "What kind of witchcraft is this?!?" Phil laughed, "setting up Sherlock from the comfort of your own sofa? My golly! Soon we will be flying!" Phil passed dan the remote and dan set up Sherlock with the 'magical' remote. Soon they were 2 episodes in to season 1 and curled up on the sofa next to eachother. They both deep down wanted to cuddle up to one another, to hold each other, to love each other, but they knew they couldn't. After a while phil realised they hadn't eaten any breakfast and went into the kitchen to grab some cereal. He came back in with 2 bowls to find dan asleep on the sofa, he put dans cereal on the mantle piece and tapped dan on the shoulder. "Dan?" He whispered, "dan, it's like 11 am why are you asleep?" He asked. "Let me just finish...." dan moaned sleepily back to phil, continuing to let out a little sigh. Phil let out a little giggle, "finish what, you noob?" He asked, but dan was already fast asleep again. He looked so beautiful when he slept, he thought. Phil sat down beside him, before grabbing a folded blanket from behind his head and laying it on dan. He grabbed another blanket and wrapped it around himself,picked up the remote and un paused sherlock.
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After another couple of episodes dan opened his eyes again, he looked over to phil and smiled,he loved looking at him when he was concetrating. "phil?" he called in a jokey manner. Phil jumped and laughed nervously, "sorry dan i didnt realise you were awake." "did you get the cereal in the end?" asked dan, "yes, about two hours ago, its probably a soggy mess," he giggled. "oh god," said dan, "i didn't realise i was asleep for that long." "yep," phil said, "i had to watch sherlcok all on my own!"dan looked over at phil and stuck out his bottom lip, "sorweee!" he said in a fake baby voice. "its okay dan, i survived," replied phil, "hey, hows' about we go and get some lunch?" "sounds great, bubble tea too?" dan asked. "sure thang!" they both stood up, dan wobbled. "oh for fucks sake, i forgot about my toe," dan whined. "dont worry, we can just hobble to the tube, have you got something comfy you could wear on your bad foot?" dan thought about the question asked for a moment, "ah yes! i have my slippers!" he said excitedly before attempting to run to his room. "ouch! i forgot about my toe again!" he screached, dramtically falling back on to the sofa." dont worry," said phil, "i'll get them,where are they exactly?" "i dont know, they are shoved somewhere in my cupboard," dan laughed. Phil walked in to dans room and opened the cupboard, letting its contents fall on to him "for goodness sake dan!" phil shouted. "whaaat?" dan shouted back. "you could have warned me about the avalanche!" "oh yeah sorry about that," dan giggled. phil picked out the slippers from the mess on the floor and began piling the clothes back in to the wardrobe, he picked up a t-shirt to shove back in the wardrobe when he felt something hard inside it *shush with your dirty minds* he unscrumpled the t-shirt and a book fell out. phil picked up the book and examined it. It didn't have anything written on the front or back, so phil decided to open it up. 'dear diary..' phil closed the book immediatly. he didnt know dan had a diary... he shouldnt read it...should he? he began opening it again. no,thats wrong. he placed the diary back in to the wardrobe and continued shoving the clothes back in to the place he found it. Maybe i could read it later, he thought to himself, before closing the wardrobe, picking up the slippers and walking back in to the living room to find dan looking at his wrist and tapping it, pretending it was a watch. "well that took a while," dan giggled. "yeah sorry, i um, just got a bit distracted," phil replied. distracted by your secret diary he thought to himself. "so..? should we go?" asked dan. 'yes! lets go!".
yeah so thats the first part
i hope you like is and all that jazz... my twitter if you want it is @phanandbands and my instagram is @phansinternetchildren
laughing bc i doubt anyone other than my girlfriend is reading this^_^
byeeeee
Eadie xxx
