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Phan: getting milkshakes goes horribly wrong and new feelings are realized.
"Where to begin? We'll start with the end."
Phil's POV:
The day that Dan and I realized that we were meant to be more than friends was one of the worst days of my life. I love Dan, and I always will, but I still hold that there was no need for him to nearly die to tell me how he felt about me.
Before the accident happened I knew that I wasn't entirely straight. In the past I dated both men and women, never really minding gender. My fluid sexuality never came as a harsh realization for me, because I had always known.
What did come as a shock, however, was realizing that Dan was gay.
Okay, yes, I'll admit, I have had a crush on him ever since I have known him. But, it was one of those crushes that, while burning and passionate, never really had any reason to surface in my friendship with him. It's sort of like when one applies to college and other people ask you what your top choice is. It'd obviously be the hardest school you're applying to, but your answer is the one that you expect to get into, because you can't imagine getting into the reach school at all; it seems fake. Dating or kissing or touching Dan was too much of an impossibility for me to feel the need to express my feelings. Too much was at stake for a sure rejection, even if he didn't hit me or move out or become offended. It would still have been awkward.
Oh, yeah. Dan didn't know that I was bisexual. Everyone that I had grown up with had known, it was just commonly accepted. Yeah, I got bullied a bit, but that was okay. I could take it. Moving away and going to college was weird, because I sort of forgot that people didn't know that about me, and it never came up between Dan and I. I wish it had earlier.
So. The day. THE day. My anniversary. My dreams realized. My life shattered. All on the same day.
Dan and I were on our way to go get ShakeAway. We walking to the nearest shop, and we came to a crosswalk.
Dan turned to me and said, "Hey, Phil! I bet I can totally beat you across the street!"
A few things are wrong about this. First, Dan is being overly silly (and freakishly adorable) and that's out of place. I've only seen him get giddy with is girlfriends. Odd. Second, I do not necessarily want to go running about. Who wants their crush to see them hot and panting after running a whole 20 feet? Third, I didn't want to mess up my hair any more than it probably already was.
Even after all of this went through my head I simply laughed and agreed, because I can't say no to him. It's really a problem.
If only he hadn't left a few seconds early to get a head start.