Accidental Feelings ~A Dan and Phil Phanfic

Overcoming Everything

Dan's Pov
And I left. I stayed with some friends close by, I wanted Phil to have some space, to calm down.
"So what happened?"
I decided to stay with Chris, aka Crabstickz.
"We just... got into a fight."
Chris raises his eyebrows, sipping coffee out of his mug.
"Yikes, did you punch him?"
"What? No, of course not! We just argued, is all."
"What about?"
I didn't know how to answer, and I could tell my hands were getting sweaty.
"Nothing, stupid stuff."
"Oh, alright. Well feel free to stay as long as you'd like. How long are you planning on, again?"
I sighed. Phil needed to be alone, but I couldn't stand the thought of him being upset by himself.
"As long as he needs."

It had been three days since I left the apartment. Since I left Phil.
Chris and I were keeping small talk, but it was strange going so long without Phil.
"Hey," Chris was surfing through the channels on TV, "did you hear your phone go off this morning?"
I look at him, taking my eyes off the television.
"Um, no? What time?"
"Hm, probably around four. I'm surprised you didn't hear it."
I hadn't been on my phone much. Everything reminded me of Phil.
"Hold on."
I got up from the sofa and walked to the guest room where my phone was.
I checked my Phone icon, I had a missed call.
Please don't be him, I think.
It was from him.
I stand there for a moment, trying to decide if I should call, or text back.
I decide to text.
Hey, i saw u called, wanna talk?
Less than a minute later, Phil replies with a Come to the apartment text.
Shit.

"Hey, Chris, I have to go."
Chris pops his head out of the lounge, looking cheery.
"Are you leaving?"
"Yeah, Phil and I are going to talk things out now."
Chris smiled and sat back down.
"Have fun, good luck!"

I stand in front of the door. I'm scared to knock. What if he's still angry with me? Or what if he's sad?
I take a big breath in, and breathe out. Let's do this.
Knock knock.
I wait for about a minute, then I'm greeted by a flawless complexion and beautiful blue eyes. And- surprisingly- a smile.
"Hi!"
"Hey."
"Come on in."
I sit down on our couch, and I feel weird. The air felt different from how it had these last few weeks.
"So, you wanted to talk?"
Phil sat down across from me, still happy.
"Yeah," he looks down, "I thought that it would be good for us to finally talk about everything."
Oh no. I didn't want to do this, for some reason. I really didn't feel like crying right now.
"Erm, okay."
"So I've come to terms with it."
"With what?"
Phil sighs, saying, "I'm gay."
For a second, I'm kind of taken aback.
"Wow, um, congratulations."
Phil chuckles.
"I know, it's weird."
"No, I just wasn't really expecting that, is all."
He smiles at me.
My heart starts beating extremely fast, and my legs starts tapping, like it did, when we first met.
"Dan," Phil's voice turns sharp all of a sudden, "do you still have feelings for me?"
I looked into his eyes. Those eyes.
"Yes," I hurry and look away, "I still love you."
He sits back and replies, "I still love you too."
It didn't really affect me, what he said. I already felt pretty fucking numb.
"I want to be with you, Dan."
"I thought we couldn't be together."
"I changed my mind."
What?
"What do you mean?"
Phil looks back at me, sitting forward, our faces are inches apart.
"I want to be with you, and fuck the rest."
Phil put his soft hand on my face, sighing.

And he kissed me.