Stay With Me – A Phanfiction
Chapter 1 – Ordinary:
Dan's POV
"We will see you on the first Monday of next month, when some of you will be going back to school!" I could hear the moans of the audience from the studio; I chuckled to myself knowing that I'd never have to go through that hell again.
"Thank you for listening, and byeeee" Phil was so cute when he did that. We picked up our things in a comfortable silence, as always, said our goodbyes and left the studio.
"Well that's Augusts show done" I said as we headed back to our place, "finally beat you on the 7 second challenge," I hesitated before I finished my sentence, "Lion boy" Phil just smirked and playfully shoved me.
"Yeah, well you cheated …twinkle toes" and with that we both burst into laughter, I knew he was never going to let me live that down, just like some many other regrettable things I had done. We chatted about anything for the rest of the way to our apartment; we never minded what, so long as we were talking to each other. You can't have a Dan without a Phil, or a Phil without a Dan, it just wouldn't work, just wouldn't be ordinary.
It was around 12:00 am; Phil and I were just scrollin' the web as usual. We would sit there, in silence, conversing online but not irl. I would sit in my browsing position, which was neither elegant nor stylish, but heck it was comfy (just that feeling of your excess chin fat making a fine cushion for your actual chin, it was one of the pleasures of life), and Phil would sit, half vertical, half horizontal, his face engraved with a permanent expression of amusement and the relentless giggles. He was so adorable yet handsome, I loved him in a friend way and so much more though, he was blind to that fact for I had no idea if he had the same feelings for me.
As I was slouching there, pondering about why my Get ready with Dan video came up when you searched; Lesbian Haircut tutorials, what can only be described as a tidal wave of tiredness swept over me, maybe all these late nights really weren't good for me…
"That's it, I'm turning in" I yawned as I said it. My body stood upright in front of Philand slowly began to pace outta the room, it felt weird, almost extraordinary; leaving first, for usually it was Phil to give into the never-ending fatigue.
"Already? It's only twenty past twelve" Phil exclaimed in a bemused tone, "wow, something weird must be going on, my twinkle toes is leaving before the mighty lion" A grin appeared on his innocent face.
"Oh ha ha" I said in a sarcastic tone, "good night Phil, see you in the morning." And with that, I left, but I couldn't help thinking about what Phil said. Even if he'd meant it to be a joke, he was right, something definitely wasn't ordinary.