Dreamers Chapter 2
Author: 13Storm13
Pairing: AmazingPhil/DanisnotonFire
Rated: T for language and fluff (Possibly might change to M if requested)
Disclaimer: I do not own Dan, Phil, or YouTube (Sad isn't it? The things I'd do if I owned Dan or Phil….;3). I don't own rights to any songs that might be listed within the story and I do not make any profit from this story.
***Phil's POV***
Phil had gone to the shops and picked up some essentials and some chocolate and other food that would cheer Dan up. He got home and put all his stuff away before grabbing a sharpie and going into the bathroom. He knew Dan loved it when they drew cat whiskers on their faces so hopefully it'd cheer Dan up. He put on Dan's llama hat and drew some cat whiskers on his face.
He grabbed some chocolate and candy and knocked on Dan's door. "Ugh." Phil took that as a come in and he opened the door to see a lump under the covers on Dan's bed in an all dark room. Phil then tried to make some llama noises. Dan grunted and popped his head out of his sheets, "What do you want Phil" "Well, I was wondering if you wanted to play Sonic or Crash Bandicoot. I have chocolate." Dan disappeared back under his covers, "No." Phil frowned, "Come on, Dan. Please? I'll let you yell at me as I die in Sonic. A lot." There was silence. Phil sighed as he grabbed onto the lump of covers and pulled. The covers came flying off, as Dan looked up at Phil, "What the hell?" Phil pouted, "Come on Dan. Phil wants to play Sonic. And…..I HAVE MALTESERS" Phil waited hoping that would make Dan give in.
Finally Dan sighed and sat up, seeing Phil in his llama hat with cat whiskers. Oh god, how cute does he look? He looks perfect. And those beautiful pink, kissable lips. And he bought me Maltesers. God, Phil is perfect…. "Fine Phil. Only because you have Maltesers." Dan begrudgingly got out of bed slumping out of his room after Phil flopping down on the couch taking the delicious sweets Phil gave him. Phil popped in Sonic and sat down next to Phil. He purposefully picked a really hard level knowing Dan would yell at him in 3…2...1...
"Phil, why the *hell* would you pick this level. Are you asking to die? You might as well have just given the controller to a 2 year old…bloody idiot." Dan stated shaking his head slightly. Phil tried to hide the small smile creeping unto his lips. As predicted Phil almost immediately died. Phil made some noise that only compares to a childish squeak as Sonic died and his rings were splayed out all over the screen. Dan immediately started yelling, "Phil! How could you die *there*! Like what the hell! YOU JUST STARTED! Dammit Phil you suck, don't die this time….SPIN, SPIN, SPIN…..idiot…." Phil was cowering in the corner of the couch trying not to die and inwardly smiling at Dan's rage. Phil actually thought it was kind of cute when Dan got this into his video games.
Phil was almost at the end when he died again, which initiated another bout of rage from Dan. Phil cringed as Dan was flipping out about how Phil was finally about to beat the level and how they'd been at this for almost an hour and such.
Phil finally cautiously handed the controller to Dan, as he snatched it away and restarted the level. "Now, watch how the competent people actually do this, Philly." Phil watched as Dan started the level. "I want Starbucks. We should go get some. I bet they still have some yummy wintery drinks. Are you excited for the new Pokémon games coming out in a few months? I kind of am. I feel like replaying some old Pokémon but I don't wanna be all Pokémon'd out when the new one come out." "Phil, shut up. Or else. I'm trying to beat this in one go." Phil pouted and stole Dan's Maltesers off the table and started eating them.
Dan then beat the level and slammed down the controller with a loud HA! He turned to look at Phil smirking before he saw Phil with his beloved candy. "…Phhhiiiillll…" Phil quickly jumped up and ran away Dan quickly on his heels. He ran into his room and tried to close the door but Dan was too quick. Dan had forced himself in Phil's room while Phil tried to stuff as many Maltesers in his mouth as he could. Dan quickly tackled Phil on his bed as Phil munched the Maltesers and looked into his eyes. "Oh god Phil looks like a cute little chipmunk or something with his cheeks all full of Maltesers and I could just kiss him and god, I love him. I love him. "I love you.." Dan whispered barely audible. "Wh-what?" Phil said his eyes widening as he swallowed the Maltesers, his mind unable to process what Dan had just said. Dan's eyes widen too as he realized he had just said that out loud. Dan bolted up snatching his Maltesers and rushing out of the room as blush invaded his face. Phil laid there his mind racing. This couldn't be real. It couldn't. He must have heard Dan wrong. Phil continued to lie on his bed, thinking and rethinking about what had just happened.
***Dan's POV***
Dan rushed out of Phil's room mentally kicking himself. How could he be so *stupid*? He couldn't believe he just told Phil he loved him. And then Phil didn't even say it back….he was probably in shock and disgust. Who knows. But Dan did know what would help, at least for a little bit. Dan grabbed his coat, phone and keys and decided he needed a drink. He walked around London a bit before walking into a club that wasn't all too busy, surprisingly.
He quickly sat himself at the bar and ordered a few drinks. He normally didn't do this. Go out and drink. To socially awkward but since Anna was such a clubber he found himself at them more and more. Before long he had a definite buzz going on and some girl wearing way too much makeup came up and started chatting him up.
Before long Dan had ended up buying them both enough drinks to get them well drunk and they were dancing on the dance floor, the slutty redhead grinding herself against him. Next thing Dan knew, he was talking her by the hand and leading her out of there. "Comee onn let's go back to myy place" He managed to slur out. She nodded giggling as she pulled her heels off walking hand in hand with Dan back to his flat. They talked a bit, mostly just laughing and trying to keep each other up right. Finally Dan got back to his flat to see Phil past out in his room. "Shhhh. That's my flatmate. We can't wake him." She nodded and giggled more as they stumbled into Dan's room and fell over onto his bed.
***Phil's POV***
The next morning Phil woke up. He didn't remember much of last night. He must have passed out at some point, because he was laying on his bed still in his clothes. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the clock , 8:03. He vaguely remembered something, Dan telling him he loved him, but Phil assumed it was another one of his dreams. He had been having a lot of weird dreams lately. Although it would have been nice if it had been real, but it wasn't, Dan was straight and didn't have feelings like that for him. Although it did feel eerily real….Phil tried to shake it off best as he could and went to the kitchen to make tea. He peeked into Dan's room to see if he wanted any and nearly felt his heart break in two. Any hope he had of that not being a dream, or ever being anything more than a dream was shattered.
He saw Dan asleep with some redhead cuddled into him. Phil tried to will himself not to cry but couldn't help it. He took his tea into his room and lost it. He cried and let it all out. He knew he was gay. He had come to terms with it. He also knew he was in love with his best friend. And most of all he knew that his best friend wasn't in love with him and he never would be. Phil cried and held his stuffed Totoro close to his chest wishing the pain would go away. The broken heart he had in his chest. The pain he felt at that moment was overwhelming. How could Dan do this to him? How could he? Phil then felt sudden rage at Daniel. He wanted to yell and scream and rip his hair out. But all he could do was cry and cry…. Maybe he just needed to forget about Dan, move out, distance himself….it would hurt for a while but it would be for the best.
Phil needed to move on. He needed to do this. He hated having to leave Dan but he knew he couldn't stand being this close to the boy and not being able to love him. Phil sighed as he buried his head in his pillow and continued to cry. Phil just wanted to rip his heart out and never feel anything ever again. He hated this feeling. And he hated Dan for making him feel this way. No, as much as he wanted to hate Dan he couldn't. He could never hate Dan, he loved him. Phil sighed, he needed to stop saying that he loved Dan. He needed to. Phil decided he needed to distance himself from the younger boy. He decided he would soon need to start looking at new flats. Even though he had only just recently finished unpacking and personalizing this flat. He would also need a valid excuse to tell Dan why he was moving out. Phil decided he didn't have to think about all that now. He could wait. Right now he just wanted to curl up in a ball and die.
Awwwwwwwwwe poor Philly Dx This chapter is totally late and I apologize. A lot. All my teachers were like oh hey let's give you a bunch of hard, long, complicated projects AT THE SAME TIME. With homework and tests on top of that . Grrr. But I thought I should make a longer chapter as an apology. I hope you like it :) It kinda took a random left turn about halfway through and my writing took over and did its thing. I hope you like it! Next chapter will be up quicker than this one was I promise! If not spam my PM box or twitter ( ItsmeeKaciee) And I'll upload :P Please Review! It'll make me write and upload faster.
~Storm (Who again apologizes)