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PHIL'S POV

I was aghast, all I could mutter out was a stupid "What?"

Dan refused to tear his gaze away "I really like you Phil, not in a friendly way."

I just wanted to say yes. I don't know why, but I just wanted to say it. Instead I just sat there, like an idiot, before realizing I had left my mouth open the entirety of the time. His eyes were deep, fatigued and almost hypnotic and to be honest, I thought he was going to cry.

I looked away, I'm afraid if I hadn't, I would end up bursting into tears too. I cleared my throat, just as I was about to look to him again he stood as quickly as all of this had happened and without bothering to turn around said "Sorry, I'm going out for a walk." Before he left I caught a glint of water on his dwindling on chin.

Again, I just sat there, like an idiot, as my best mate made his way out the door. WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST SAY WHAT YOU NEEDED TO SAY? Oh emotions, why must you fail me?

It was when I was panting so much I thought I'd faint when the happiness kicked in. I was running. Running the fastest my scrawny legs could go. I was willing to find Dan with an overflowing determination. I was really really happy. I was happy he'd said he likes me, even happier that I've realized I liked him back—but somehow, I don't feel like there was any change. I didn't look at him any differently. He was still Dan and I was still Phil and here I was chasing after him like I always did.

Ten minutes later, I make it to the park. He was seated down on a bench with one of our matching hats one of my viewers sent us in the mail.

"Dan…" I managed to breath in between my erratic panting. Alright Phil it's time to stop being an idiot.

DAN'S POV

"Dan!" I hear as I turn to see a pale dark-haired boy with his hands rested on his knees, before he made his way to me.

"Dan" He says again, almost wheezing.

"Phil, you okay?" I asked standing up to assist him. He looked as if he was going to faint. How long has he been looking for me?

"I—I'm fine…" He said whilst lightly waving his hand as if to dismiss his obvious tiredness. He then flopped onto the bench gesturing for me to do the same. He placed a hand on his chest in an attempt to regulate his breathing. When it seemed as if he could breathe and talk at the same time without falling unconscious, he turned to have me face his ice blue eyes, which odd enough, always seemed so warm.

"Phil—I… I'm sorry. I know that—"

"Wait—"

"No really I know th—"

"Seriously Dan shut up." That caught me off guard, it wasn't normal for Phil to talk back or interrupt me in the middle of a sentence "Just—just shut up." He continued.

I obeyed and grew a little flustered as he placed his hands on my shoulders "Good." He smiled.

"Dan Howell, you are an annoying, persistent, always-jumping-to-conclusions-bastard, and I absolutely love you to bits." The happiness immediately tried to crawl out my mouth but when I was about to open it he cut me off again "I'm not yet done. You are the only man I can laugh with all day non-stop, we eat together, and we know each other's deepest secrets. We take each other out for check-ups and watch over one another when we're sick. We do and say things in synch and we quarrel and irritate the living daylight out of each other…" and then and there ladies and gentlemen, for the first time in history, Dan Howell, was at a loss for words.

"…and, and I'm sorry I wasn't able to answer you—that's also partially your fault for having taken off! But, on my way here when I almost got run over by two cars and a fruit cart, I realized why the very concept of me and you being a couple didn't surprise me…" he took a deep breath and looked up to meet my gaze again "since, for the longest time… I kind of thought we already were."

I hate being cliché, but this time I thought maybe not all the things that happen in Hollywood love stories are crap; the world did stop, and it was just me and Phil, like it always was. He was right, perhaps we'd become a couple already and just failed to acknowledge it. Smiles were on both of us from ear-to-ear.

"So... uh...yeah. I love you, let's kiss." He said plainly and we both burst out in laughter. I hit him jokingly commenting about how well he'd ruined the moment; but it's okay we can have more moments like that in the future.

But hey, since we were going cliché, let's go cliché all the way! I grabbed the face of the still giggling Phil and took up his previous request. When the kiss was over I saw a wide-eyed Phil with the shade of red slowly creeping up on his features.

When we got home and were cuddled up in the sofa watching who knows what, Phil had asked me how we were going to tell our fans to which I replied "I think they kind of already knew. "

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