Prologue: Phil's POV

October 19, 2009

The rush of trains flying by was a near constant thing here. Every five minutes, it seemed, there would be a loud whistle and then a screech as one of the silver trains came into or left the station. Every five minutes, my eyes flew to the double doors in the back, watching the people pour through. Manchester was a busy place, but these people seemed to have found a routine for getting around without tripping over each other. There was an incessant ticking sound flowing from behind me; I glanced over and saw the source- a huge clock on the wall.

He'd be here soon. My heart pounded in my chest at the thought of seeing his face without a pixelated screen separating us. I knew he was excited, if only for the prospect of finally meeting his internet idol. But I knew that was only part of it. We'd been talking for months, through Twitter and Skype, and we both knew there was only so much you could do when there was a computer screen blocking you.

My phone buzzed in my pocket. I knew it was from him before I retrieved it, but I still smiled widely as I read the text. There was no trace of the overwhelming anxiety I knew was coursing through him at this moment.

train's just arrived. Now to get lost in the sea of bodies.

I stood up then, turning to face the doors he'd be coming through any minute now. My hand kept moving to my hair, fixing the fringe that wasn't going anywhere. I took a step toward the door, one hand gripping the shoulder strap of my bag. I was nervous, but there was no reason to be. It was just Dan.

No.

It was much more than that. This could have been the most important day of my life. I was literally about to lay eyes on the person who'd occupied my mind for the past year almost. I'd been spending way too much time thinking about what I'd do first. It shouldn't have been that difficult of a choice, but maybe I was just trying to distract myself. I'd never felt this way for anyone before, and now I knew for sure that I'd never feel this way again. Everything I had in me was being directed at the boy who was about to step into the building.

A/N: Before you freak out, no this doesn't mean I've abandoned Little Moments. I just want phan fluff so bad I can't stand it, and then this idea popped in my head, and I really wanted to write something with "already-established phan" so here we are. I think you'll like it. Don't forget to leave a review, and enjoy!

-Justin