Chapter two: Anger, sunshine and open doors

That was not what Phil had expected. Nowhere close. A million things were going through his head. Every time he sat down he had to get up again. He ended up just pacing around the room. He was angry at himself for not saying anything. "Dammit Phil!" He thought out loud, "You're an idiot!" He wasn't one for scolding himself but he never shied away from an opportunity to do so.

While Phil was having a go at himself, Dan was beating himself up too. "Why?!" He violently whispered, "Why did I have to say that?!" He was now out of his bed and was lying on the floor. He sighed. His life was over. Phil probably hated him now. He would move out and leave him on his own. How would he explain it to the fans? That Phil just happened to "pop out" every time Dan made a video?
He got up, that was enough wallowing. He had to talk to Phil. Even though he didn't want to, he had to.

Phil checked the clock. It was nearly midnight. He was tired but he had promised himself that he wouldn't go to bed until he'd talked to Dan. He didn't know what to say though. He'd been in his room for nearly two hours and he still had no idea what to say. He started thinking of Dan. The fact that Dan may have played a trick on him crossed Phil's mind for a second. He shook the thought out. Why would he joke about something like that? He had been perfectly serious when he had said it. Phil then started thinking back to the argument they had been having before Dan let slip his true feelings. That made him feel worse. He had been so mean and that was a sensitive topic. No wonder Dan hadn't wanted to tell him. And then it sank in. Dan liked him. Dan liked him a lot. Dan liked him so much that he thought that he was in love with him. He couldn't be though… right? But he was.
A lot of things were going through Phil's head. He sat on the edge of the bed, trying to make sense of it all.
"My best friend is in love with me," He finally whispered out loud. Why was that so hard for him to comprehend? He didn't know what to say or what to do. He decided that it was finally time for him to talk to Dan. They needed to sort this out. For the life of him, he didn't know how though. Hopefully something would come to him when he saw Dan's face.

Phil silently shut his door behind him and looked over to Dan's door. What if he was asleep? He would wake him. He needed to talk to him though. After a minute of debating with himself outside of Dan's door, he held up his knuckle to knock. Before he could do so though, the door swung open. His eyes widened as he saw Dan who was equally surprised. He had just been coming to see Phil. "I uh…" He mumbled, trying to think of something fast. Phil was staring into the twenty-two year olds eyes. He hadn't noticed what a brilliant shade of brown they were before. He lowered his hand and stepped towards Dan. Dan didn't know what to say. He knew this was going to be an awkward conversation; more awkward than the last one.
Phil only had one thought and one action he wanted to do. Dan had opened his mouth to say something and didn't realise what Phil was doing until his lips touched his. They both closed their eyes. The kiss was short and sweet. And most importantly, it felt right. It felt like they should have been doing it all along.

Phil pulled back and looked at Dan who still had his eyes closed. "Feel better now?" Phil said sheepishly.
Dan didn't know what to say. He had never been so short of words in one evening before. "Yes…" He whispered quietly. Phil smiled at his feet. The silence that followed contained no awkwardness at all. Phil had just held his head back up when Dan's mouth came down on his this time. He was surprised at first but soon closed his eyes and enjoyed the kiss. This one was longer than the first and both were grateful because of it. Dan pulled Phil into his bedroom and closed the door behind them.

The sun streaked in behind the half closed curtains. The light woke up Dan who had been asleep in his bed. He blinked a few times while his eyes adjusted to the light. Looking around his room, he noticed Phil who was sleeping silently next to him. He smiled to himself and leaned over and kissed Phil on the cheek. While waiting for him to wake up, Dan went into the bathroom.
A few minutes after Dan had left, Phil's eyes fluttered open. He rubbed them and tried to remember where he was. He looked around and realised that he was in Dan's room. He suddenly recalled the previous day's events. He couldn't stop himself from grinning. He looked down at himself as he sat up. He was still in his clothes from the evening before. His shirt was a bit creased though.

Dan splashed water onto his face. He was so tired. After Phil came into his room, they had made out for a bit but stopped when Phil said they needed to talk it out before they did anything rash. They had ended up talking for three hours before both falling asleep, exhausted. They had come to the conclusion that they were now together but weren't telling anyone. They didn't want the fans or their parents finding out by accident. They wanted to tell everyone themselves. But not yet, not until they were both ready.

Dan wondered back into his room to find that Phil was now sitting on the edge of the bed. "Hey…" He smiled as Dan came and sat next to him. Dan had a hard time trying not to laugh out loud because he was so happy. They looked at each other.
"So…" Dan said, "Last night kind of passed in a blur."
"It did a bit, didn't it?" Phil laughed. They went back to silence until Phil said, "Is this going to work?"
Dan frowned, "Is what going to work?"
"Us… Being together," Phil blushed.
"Hopefully," Dan said thoughtfully. "I'll make it work," He added, grinning. He pulled Phil into a hug and held him there, stroking his hair.
Phil closed his eyes. It felt like he belonged there, in Dan's arms.