A/N: Hey guys! Here's the second chapter! This has taken ages, I'm so sorry! I'm not going to go into the excuses, I'll end up giving you a full page of them and then you won't get a chapter! See you at the bottom of the page! ~Em ;)
DISCLAIMER: The plot and writing are mine. I don't own Phan. I ship it.
WARNING: Language, fluff edging on smut.
Chapter 2:
Phil's P.O.V
I pause at the door of the attacker's apartment. I suck in a deep breath and knock. The oak door creaks open. A bulky man with multiple piercings stands in the doorway.
"What do you want?" He snaps at me, looking me up and down.
"Oh, I just came to say, stay away from Dan Howell. Or else." I say sternly, trying to seem strong and brave, like a lion.
"Well, well. Aren't you brave, trying to protect your boyfriend?" He says in a singsong voice. I curl my hands into fists, the little scumbag notices and chuckles.
"Do you think you can take me down? I doubt it, seeing as your precious Dan couldn't even get more than one punch in." He smirks. I take a threatening step towards him. He doesn't take a step back; he presses his hands into my chest and pushes me back with all his force. I fall to the floor.
"Come near me again and me and my mates will end Dan." He says before slamming the door in my face. I get up and brush myself off, my eyes wide. He threatened to kill Dan. Panic sets in. Maybe I should have listened to Dan. Now because of my stupidity, I've put his life in danger. I run up the stairs into our apartment and shut the door, double checking the locks, just in case. I walk into Dan's room and start collecting clothes and anything else he will need, not thinking about anything else except the threat.
Half an hour later, I'm back at the hospital with Dan. He smiles as he opens the black duffel bag that contains clothes and his laptop.
"What took you so long?" He asks. I can't lie to him.
"Ermm. I m-might of, ermm, gone t-to see your, ermm, attackers and t-told them to stay away." I stammer. Dan's face darkens.
"You did what?!" He shouts. I look at my shoes- feeling ashamed.
"I had to Dan. I don't want them hurting you. But I made it worse. I'm so sorry!" I reply.
"Why did you have to try and save the day? How much worse have you made it?" Dan asks.
"They threatened to kill you, Dan." I whisper.
"Fuck." He curses under his breath. A solitary tear slides down my cheek. Dan sighs and wipes it away.
"Oh, Phil. Don't you worry about me. Be brave like a lion." He tries to comfort me. His lion comment makes me smile but I find no comfort in his words.
"It's all my fault they threatened you. I should have listened when you told me not to go over and see them. I'm so stupid." I rant, pacing up and down. Dan grabs my wrist.
"It's not your fault. You were just trying to protect me. Thank you" The look in his eyes tells me not to panic but I can't seem to calm down. Dan forces me to sit down in the chair while he gets ready; I can't stop shaking. I'm dreading going back to our apartment. What if they kill Dan as soon as we get back? I wouldn't be able to live myself with myself if that happened. A cold hand grasps mine. I look you. Dan is stood there with a smile on his face but when I look in his eyes, I see the same fear I have reflected in his.
"Ready to go, brave lion?" Dan asks, planting a kiss on my cheek. I laugh slightly.
"Yeah I am, bear." I reply, standing up. Dan's doctor gets him to sign the discharge papers then sends us off on our way. We sing to Muse on our way home, trying to forget the imminent threat to Dan's life. Dan sends a tweet to the Phans thanking them for their support, letting them know he's okay and will upload a video when he feels better. They knew Dan had been in hospital and was injured but they didn't know what had happened.
I turn onto our street and the car goes silent, a pin could be heard dropping. The smiles drop off of our faces. I park and we clamber out of the car. I suck in a breath. Dan pulls his duffel bag from the back seat and shuts the car door. We walk up the stairs one after the other, within arm's reach of each other.
"Home sweet home." Dan says, flopping down on the sofa. He's already assumed his Browsing position. I smirk.
"You've been home for a minute and you're already in your sofa crease." I cross my arms over my chest trying to be serious.
"Well, yeah. I haven't been at home, so of course I'm gonna browse for the next 14 hours, just like usual." Dan winks, dimples showing. I flop down next to him.
"I'm thinking we could do something a little more exciting." I place my hand on Dan's thigh. He looks down at my hand and slides his laptop away.
"Oh really." He says seductively. "What are you thinking?"
"You know what." I roll my eyes. Dan lunges at me, smashing his lips into mine. It takes me a few seconds to react but then I'm kissing him back with the same passion and ferocity. I slip my hands under his shirt, stroking his perfect back. Dan tugs my shirt over my hand and continues kissing me, only breaking the connection when I pull his shirt over his head, throwing it on the floor next to mine. We're kneeling on the sofa; I push Dan down, leaning over him. Starting at his ribs, I kiss every bruise he has gently, his smile of pleasure reassuring me I'm not hurting him.
"Shall we take this somewhere more comfortable?" I whisper, climbing off of Dan and taking his hand. He only nods. I lead him into my bedroom. Once again, I push him down and continue to kiss his bare skin. He grabs my bum. It feels so good. He slowly brings his hands to my crotch, unbuttoning my jeans. He pulls off my jeans, leaving me in my Superman boxers. Dan rolls me over and now he's the one leaning over me. I pull off his jeans, tossing them onto the floor. He finds the sensitive spot on my neck and kisses it, nipping it a little.
"Dan..." I moan. He grins.
"You like that?" He whispers in my ear. I moan, which Dan takes as a yes. The feeling of pleasure overwhelms me. Suddenly, tiredness sweeps over me. Dan continues kissing and nipping my neck until he realises I'm not excited anymore.
"What's the matter?" He asks, looking into my eyes.
"Nothing I just feel tired." I reply, yawning. I had spent half of the night before awake by Dan's bedside, just in case something happened.
"I bet you do cause knowing you, you didn't sleep last night."
"How do you know that?"
"Cause you worry too much about me." He rolls onto the bed next to me, enveloping me in his arms. I snuggle into his bare chest. He strokes the top of my head, kissing me every so often. My eyelids droop as Dan, thinking I am asleep, whispers: "I love you, Phil. More than you will ever know." I finally drift into sleeping, finding comfort in the fact I am wrapped safely in Dan's arms and he will never leave me until he's dead.
A/N: I was thinking about my excuses and I realised I only have one. YouTube. Yep, I've been having a Dan and Phil YouTube marathon over the past few days but I started feeling really guilty about not writing this chapter so I disconnected my computer from the internet. Worst thing I've done! Chapter 3 is in the works so that should be uploaded soon-ish. Some of you may disappointed by the last paragraph with the borderline smut in. That's the first time I've written anything close to smut so I was just testing it out. Please feel free to leave a review and let me know what you think of the smut. I have written another one-shot and I'll upload that as well. Until next time fellow Phans! ~ Em ;)