*Phil's POV*

Why did I even bother? Dan's never loved me and he never will. I look out onto the street in front of me. I've been here for about half an hour now. He's not coming for me and I know it. The steam from my cup made the window look frosty. Then I saw him. Dan was running towards the little cafe, his wet hair flopping everywhere, badly dressed and as perfect as ever. The breath caught in my throat. He had known where I was and come for me. He saw me and smiled in relief. The bell on the door rang out and Dan walked in, breathing fast and hard and fell into the chair across from me.

"Don't you ever do that to me again, okay?" Whispered Dan across the table. I nod, trying to take in the sight in front of me. Dan shifted awkwardly under my accusing gaze. I looked away, wanting to do nothing more than hug him. "We better get home to lion then, he's probably missing me." Dan laughed and stood up. I knew he was still angry with me for running away but I didn't know what else to do. I smiled at him, trying to diffuse the tension. We walked to the train station in silence, it was around 11 Am now and I just wanted to be at home. The train was empty, being a weekday not many people were around. Dan sat next to me, holding my hand but trying to hide it, why was he even bothering? Was he trying to stop me from feeling worse? That's all I could think off. I was surprised we hadn't been attacked by fan girls as of yet. We got off at the station nearest our flat, it was still raining and neither of us had jackets. We arrived home, soaked and freezing. "Cuppa tea?" Whispered Dan ripping his dripping jacket from his back, I nodded doing the same. The flat seemed eerily silent as I sat on the sofa waiting for my tea. Dan brought it over, and then sat next to me. "Phil, I know I'm not really one for 'srs bsnss' but we need to talk about this, now." He smiled, trying to avoid eye contact. I knew he was only going to tell me it had been a mistake. "Dan I know we do but I need to tell you something, I know you don't feel the same way but I'm in love with you. I have been in love with you for the past few years. I accepted that it wasn't going to happen but I've always wanted it to and I'm sorry." I gasped and looked down at the floor. "Phil... I..." He couldn't even talk.

*Dan's POV*

"Dan I know we do but I need to tell you something, I know you don't feel the same way but I'm in love with you. I have been in love with you for the past few years. I accepted that it wasn't going to happen but I've always wanted it to and I'm sorry." Whispered Phil, gazing at the ground. I was speechless. "Phil... I..."

I leant over, grabbed his chin and kissed him longingly. It had been all I'd wanted to do the entire way home. He grabbed the back of my neck, tightly. Then I let go, gasping for breath, Phil still holding me. "I love you too." I managed to choke out even though almost all the breath had been knocked out of me.

Phil smiled tears where in his eyes. I hugged him; I didn't have enough energy to kiss him again even though every part of me wanted to. I picked up the tea and went into my bedroom, hoping Phil would follow, he did. I sat down on the edge of my bed, Phil sat next to me. I put my arm around him, attempting to comfort him but the tears began to fall down his face. "Phil, please don't cry, I love you, please? Lion will be sad if you cry." Phil smiled. "Happy tears Dan." He giggled slightly, losing his balance and falling to the floor in a fit of laughter. I started laughing to, it was contagious and soon we were both, literally rolling on the floor laughing.

We sat on the sofa a few hours later, Phil's head in my lap.

"Dan?"

"Yes?" I replied.

"Do you think Lion will get jealous of you know, us?" He giggled slightly

"Maybe but he'll have to deal with it because there's no way I'm letting you go now..." I was blushing and I knew it. Phil didn't respond but seemed content with my answer.