sorry it's a little short but I'm not really sure where I want to go with this story so I'm just having a little fun with phan;) hope you enjoy and I thank everyone who has reviewed and followed this story so far xx
"Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable."
When we got back to the flat Phil took my hand and guided me up the stairs. He had never really done this before, but I wasn't going to stop him. His hand felt nice and warm; it felt comfortable.
As we got up to the second floor, Phil took me into his room and then turned around to face me. At this point I was slightly worried about what was about to happen, but a little part of me was excited too.
Phil said 'I had never been away for this length of time from you before and as the days passed me I understood why. I can't lie Dan, I missed you, like really missed you and I didn't enjoy myself at all. I tried to, I really did; for you, but it was hard. I've come to realise something, I don't want you to freak out or anything and I totally understand if you never want to see me again but I really hope you can listen to me.'
He paused and I took this time to say 'right, ok, go on'
Phil breathed and finally said 'I think I'm in love with you'
I paused and didn't know what to say; I was speechless.
Phil burst out laughing. I looked at him and said 'what's wrong? Is this a joke?'
Phil replied 'no, no, I'm serious, but I've just heard it how you must have heard it and gosh; it sounds so silly' Phil began to laugh again and so did I. We were just laughing and the tears of laughter were rolling; and as we began to get closer and closer, it happened.
We began to kiss.
His lips were soft against mine, his arms began to go around my waist; where as mine were linked around his shoulders, fingers running through the back of his hair. We guided one another to the bed and lay on it. Phil was below me and I was slightly on top and all of a sudden he stopped it and said 'is this really the time?' I looked at him, meeting those big green eyes, and said 'I wasn't going to do...well...that, until we were comfortable.'
Phil sighed in relief and we just held onto each other for a while. Phil smelt of grass and aftershave and I took in those scents gladly; resting my head on his stomach. Phil kissed the top of my head and before I knew it, I was asleep.