Dan awoke; it was a Saturday morning, 'yes' he thought, 'no video today!' He rolled over onto his side and stared at his wall. He didn't know why but he couldn't get Phil out of his thoughts. The previous afternoon they had a 'moment'. Dan was just in the kitchen, as normal, making a cup of coffee, when Phil approached him, he slowly, carefully, brushed Dan's fringe out of his face, smiling. Dan smiled back awkwardly, blushing. He looked into Phil's bright blue eyes that contrasted with his jet black hair. Phil's hand rested on Dan's shoulder, he then quickly without warning, giggled and wandered off. Dan shook his head, trying not to think about how long he'd been waiting for something like that to happen. He ruffled his hair and stood up out of bed. Grabbing his phone of the sideboard he opened the door and walked as silently as possible into the living room, Phil was sat on the couch. 'Shit' Thought Dan, looking down and realising he was only wearing his underpants. Normally this wouldn't bother him but because of what had happened yesterday he suddenly felt very self-conscious, he blushed what he assumed to be crimson red, causing Phil to burst into a fit of giggles. "Come over here stupid" Phil laughed, gesturing towards the seat next to him. Dan looked around cautiously

"Maybe I should get some clothes on first..." He trailed off; Phil had stood up and began walking towards Dan. "Phil... What..." Phil lunged at Dan, grabbing his sides causing him to collapse to the floor in a fit of giggles, Phil crouched next to him and grabbed the back of his neck producing a mock evil laugh, Dan started squeaking crazily, and Phil was almost on top of him now, dragging him over to the sofa, still laughing. "Stop!" Dan managed to squeak. "Never." Growled Phil, winking. Dan's face flushed a deeper shade of red, Phil attacked again, nibbling on Dan's neck as he went. 'What was happening?' thought Dan as Phil began to stop tickling him. Phil stopped; he sat up slightly and stared into Dan's eyes, almost asking if it was okay for him to kiss him. Dan smiled back, and Phil took this as a yes. He lunged forwards, beginning by nibbling on his neck then slowly making his way up to Dan's face. Dan groaned affectionately, feeling Phil smile into the kiss. Then he realised. "Shit Phil, Charlie's coming over today!" he looked down realising he was still in underpants. The doorbell rang. Phil leapt up; sweeping his hair back into shape then started making his way towards the door. Dan ran into his room and dressed quickly. The door slammed. "Dan?" Called Phil. He entered his room as he pulled on his top. Dan's face was still flushed and his hair was everywhere. "Charlie's in the living room, I told him you'd just woken up, okay?" Phil smiled, looking Dan up and down. Dan nodded then followed him out of the room. "Well if it isn't Danisnotonfire!" laughed Charlie, pulling Dan into a hug. "Nice to see you too, Charlieisnotsocoollike." Dan smiled, Phil looked awkward. "So urm, how about a cup of tea?" Squeaked Phil, Charlie nodded and Dan winked. They sat down on opposite sides of the three seated sofa, waiting for Phil. "Xbox?" asked Dan, Charlie nodded, and they grabbed controllers and began playing Skyrim. Phil sat next to Dan and they played and laughed until Charlie left. Awkward hugs at the door and then it was just Dan and Phil again. Dan was unsure what to do now, he didn't really know what had happened with him and Phil that morning but whatever it was, he was wishing it would happen again. Almost as if Phil had heard, he started giggling, and then collapsed onto the sofa, leaving no space for Dan to sit. "Phil, lemme sit down" Dan whined, shoving Phil's legs, Phil grabbed Dan's waist and pulled him towards him, Dan allowed this and lay next to Phil, Phil placed his arm around Dan and nuzzled into the back of his neck, Dan gulped. Every part of his body was tingling at Phil's touch. "Phil... What is happening?" Asked Dan, the heat in his cheeks rising. Phil laughed. "This Dan is called love" Dan gulped again; he turned towards Phil, looking deep into his eyes. Phil leaned forward and kissed Dan on the lips, it felt right.

That night, Dan didn't sleep. He could hear Phil moving around in the room next door and he wanted nothing more than to go in and comfort him. He'd had nightmares for years now and Dan would normally sleep through them but with what had happened he found that he couldn't. He jumped out of bed and crept quietly into Phil's room. Phil was sitting in the corner shaking and crying. Dan was shocked by this sight, all these years and he'd never seen Phil cry once. He ran over to him and pulled him into a hug. He could feel Phil's tears on his shoulders and it hurt. He pulled him up and led him over to the bed. As Dan got up to leave he felt Phil tense. "Don't go. Please?" Phil whispered, holding onto Dan's hand tightly. Dan smiled and lay back down, allowing Phil to cuddle into him. Phil wrapped his arms tightly around Dan's waist and Dan ever so slightly, put his leg over Phil's. That was the first night Phil hadn't had nightmares in years. It was early when Phil woke up; Dan was curled into a ball next to him, still holding onto his hand. He moved his leg slightly, trying to disentangle himself from Dan when he realised that Dan had Phil's leg in-between his. He let out a soft laugh. Dan stirred, he turnt to see Phil smiling down at him and even with tired eyes, he still looked perfect, he released Phil's leg then leant up to give him a kiss. "Morning" Whispered Dan, his voice tired and hoarse. Phil giggled, his face turning red. Dan stood up and shuffled out of the room, leaving a bedraggled, tired Phil alone again. Phil grabbed his phone, he had one text, and it was from Charlie. He read it in his head: Hey Phil, so what's going on with you and Dan? And don't tell me there isn't anything because it's pretty obvious there is.

Phil sighed, was it really that obvious? Dan entered the room again, he was wearing a t-shirt now and it looked as if he'd combed his hair. He sat next to Phil, who handed him the phone. "What..?" Asked Dan, reading the message. "Well shit."

"Dan! Language!"

"Phil, English." Dan smiled. "What do we do now?" A frown crossed his face as he thought about this. Phil looked up into Dan's eyes. "Well, I guess we tell him." He said finally. Phil took the phone and began tapping away at the touch screen. Dan rolled back, pulled the covers over his head and sighed. This wasn't how he wanted to tell Charlie. "Dan?" called Phil, sounding concerned. Dan grunted but didn't respond. Phil pulled back the covers slightly and slipped in next to him. He placed his arm around Dan's waist and squeezed him slightly. "It'll be fine, I promise." Phil sighed as he felt Dan shrug. "How did this even happen Phil? What are we doing? You're my best friend not my lover." Dan cried, pulling away suddenly. He stood up and stormed out of the room, immediately regretting it. He ran into his own room and locked the door, tears fell down his face, and he slid down the door and sat there on the floor. Phil stayed in his own room. He was used to crying over Dan by now. His phone vibrated. He picked it up and read the text message through misty eyes: I'm so happy for you guys! I honestly shipped it for ages xD Just to tell you, no, there isn't anything between me and Alex... :')

Phil let the phone drop. He half smiled through the tears, last night was the happiest he had been for a while, he had been so close to finally having Dan to himself and now he's ruined it. He stood up, slowly approaching Dan's door. He could hear sobbing, "FUCK MY LIFE." Screamed Dan. Phil knocked, loud enough for Dan to hear. "Leave me alone Phil. I need to think." Cried Dan, his voice cracking.

"Okay. I'm sorry. I love you." Whispered Phil, backing away. Dan burst into a new round of tears. He pounded his fists against the floor. 'What am I doing? I love him, don't I? I've loved him for so long and I'm throwing it all away. All I have to do is go out there, comfort him, dry his tears and tell him everything will be okay. I know I should but I can't.' He wiped under his eyes and stood up, pulling on a pair of trousers, he left the room. "Phil?" He called no reply. He called again, still no reply. He ran into the living room and saw a note on the table.

Dan, I need some time to think as well. I might come back and if I don't then just know that I love you, I always have and I always will. I'm sorry but this is the only way.

Dan gasped. The only way? What did this mean? He ran to his room and grabbed his phone, dialling Phil's number in record time. It rang and rang but no answer. He called Charlie who said he hadn't heard from Phil since he was told the news. Dan grabbed his jacket and ran out of there flat, his mind was spinning, and he was trying to think where Phil would have gone. Where did he normally go when he was upset?

Then it hit him.

He ran towards the bus stop and got on the first bus to Camden. Phil would always say that when he was upset, he'd go and visit this little cafe on the edge of Camden town. So that's where Dan was headed.