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Dan's POV:

I watched as the door of Phil's room shut with wide eyes. As soon as the door was closed I ran my long fingers over the place he kissed on my cheek.

He kissed my cheek.

My mind was literally having a breakdown from all the different emotions running through it. My skin had tingled where ever he touched. My cheeks burned and my body practically ached to see him. I looked down at my bandaged arm. That was the sweetest thing someone had ever done for me.

I hopped off his bed and looked around his room. God it was messy, clothes and toys and electronics all over the floor. I stepped timidly, not wanting to knock anything over. I got to his bedside table.

"It wouldn't be snooping would it? We live together. It's only one drawer…" My tanned hand was starting to reach out, my fingers grazing the cold metal handle. But I stopped before I did anything. This was wrong. Sighing, I turned and looked away, disgusted that I was going to do that to Phil.

My mind tore back to Phil. If he is not gay, he at least has to be bi. I started pacing back and forth trying to work it out. Did he like me? I felt my heart thud loudly against my ribs as I thought about it.

No wait, I didn't like him.

…Much.

Ok, I didn't love him.

But I didn't need to love him. He made me get flustered and get tingles whenever he touched me; whenever he held me. I shook my head. No, this was weird; oh so very weird. My fingers wound around themselves as I bit my lip to concentrate. I am pretty sure he's gay. Did he like me?

My feet ran out of his room and ran around the house looking for him.

"PHIL! PHIL! PHIL!" I screamed.

"Jesus Christ Dan I'm in your room!" I furrowed my brow and walked into my room. There he was, on the floor with his shirt rolled up to his elbows as he scrubbed at the ground I had been sitting in a minute ago. The cloth was usually green, but turned red. I realized he was trying to clean up after me.

"Phil…you don't have to do that."

"Well I am. Be happy that you don't have to do a bit of work!" He looked up and grinned at me before going back to cleaning.

"Are you the woman in the house?"

"OI! Shut up!" He rinsed the cloth in a bucket of water and then threw it at my face! It hit me square on and I squealed at the cold, soggy feel of it. I yanked it off my face and glared at Phil, who was rolling around on the floor laughing.

"Shut up…"

"YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN YOUR FACE DAN. OH MY GOD. HAHAHAHA!"

Tears ran from his eyes as he clutched his sides and continued laughing. Despite myself, I started chuckling too. He is NOT going to get away with this one. I smirked before leaping onto him, pinning him down. He laughed and thrashed against my restraints.

"LET ME GO!"

"WE WILL NOT, WILL NOT LET HIM GO!"

Phil laughed joining in. "LET ME GO."

"Let him GOOOO!"

I laughed and he joined in. He pushed himself upwards trying to loosen my grip on him.

"Daan…"

"Nope. Pay back bitch!" I loosened my hands and started tickling his sides. He laughed and tried batting my hands away and thrashed around.

"STOP! HAHAHA!"

"NEVER!" I started tickling under his arms and then his neck. He laughed and in return, tickled my stomach. I laughed and started to squirm. I looked down at Phil and noticed a blush tickling his cheeks. I stopped and smirked.

"What are you blushing at Phil?"

"N-nothing. Nothing at all."

"You know, that argument would be more believable if your cheeks weren't red mate."

His cheeks burned. "Shut up."

Slowly I rolled off him, still smirking. I shuffled a bit closer to him. "What's up Phil? You know you can tell me anything." I was playfully flirting like we always did; I tried to do my best sexy voice. We always did this, but for some reason, Phil was looking away with even redder cheeks.

"Dan, as a friend, I am going to warn you not to do that." He bit his lower lip and looked away, his cheeks still bright red. I laughed lightly moved closer, so my mouth was a mere couple of centimeters from his neck. I breathed lightly over the skin and his breathing got hitched in his throat.

"Why not Phil?"

"Oh for god's sake Dan…" He rolled over and pushed me off and tried to stand up, but something was wrong. I looked him over and almost choked at thin air when I saw his pants. Phil raised an eyebrow at me and looked down, swearing under his breath. He moved away and sat down on my bed, placing my pillow over his crotch.

"Err, sorry Phil."

"Well I was planning on telling you later, but in case you didn't guess, I'm bi mate. So you probably shouldn't do those joke things again." He blushed and looked down at his hands.

"You-you're bi? I knew it!" I squealed and danced around in circles before stopping and looking at a flabbergasted Phil. He shook his head in disbelief and kept his eyes on me.

"I didn't think I was THAT obvious." He muttered and I laughed.

"Phil, you kissed my cheek. Not to mention that night awhi…." I stopped mid-sentence biting my tongue. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. My eyes went wide and my cheeks suddenly felt warm. Phil's eyes widened and his eyebrows shot up his head. His cheeks burned redder then before.

"You…YOU WENT INTO MY ROOM AT NIGHT?!" He shrieked out of pure embarrassment. I looked down guiltily at my feet and shuffled around awkwardly.

"You were making noises and I wanted to make sure you were ok…" I blushed deeply and looked at Phil cautiously. His beautiful blue eyes seemed as big as his face, his cheeks a dark crimson color but the rest of his face white as snow. He groaned and put his hands over his face in shame.

"How long were you there?" His voice quiet and muffled by his hands. I bit my lip and decided to tell the truth.

"I'm guessing for about 80% of it…" Phil groaned in embarrassment and threw himself backwards onto my bed. He turned over so his face was covered all I could see was his back.

"I want to go drown in a pool of my own shame right now…" His muffled voice came

"Phil…"

"Ugh. Why does my body insist on embarrassing me?" He mumbled. I laughed lightly and sat next to him, patting his back in soothing circles.

"I'm glad you told me you're bi. I'm also glad that to at least one person I'm attractive." He sat bolt upright and stared at me. I winked in return and he fell back down causing me to laugh. He punched me lightly in the gut in return.

"Don't push your luck Daniel…"

"Don't call me Daniel, Phillip."

"Shut up."

"You shut up."

"If I wanted my own come back, I would wipe it off your mums chin." I goggled him with wide eyes and an agape mouth. He looked over at my expression and cracked up laughing.

"ZING! Oh god I've been hanging around you too much." He laughed harder, his tongue poking out slightly and his black hair falling across his face. I punched him lightly in the arm and looked at him. He really was beautiful. Ivory skin, onyx black hair, slim but strong build and his laugh sent pleasant chills down my spine. I grinned at him before shoving him.

"Phil?"

"Yeah Dan?"

"Please don't become another me. The world is already visiting a counselor because I exist." He laughed and shook his head.

"Don't worry Dan, I don't plan on it." I mocked fake shock and he winked at me. I ran off pretending to cry and his laughter grew louder. I couldn't even fake crying anymore. I started laughing as well. For that moment I just forgot everything bad. I forgot Michelle, I forgot my cuts, I forgot my scars and I forgot my dark thoughts. Instead I focused on Phil, how complete he made me feel. How he could say one thing and send sweet chills down my back. I grinned before coming to the realization.

I, Daniel Howell, had it bad for Phil.

And I don't think ignoring it anymore will help.

YAY! SO THAT WAS CUTE AND AWKWARD. I LAUGHED SO HARD THINKING OF THEM LIKE THIS. I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED IT BECAUSE I THINK THIS IS MY FAVORITE CHAPTER SO FAR. AND HEY, EVERYTHING IS LINKING TOGTHER NOW! YOU HONESTLY THOUGHT I WOULD JUST LEAVE THE DREAMS BEHIND? REVIEWS OF ALL KIND ARE LOVELY, THAT IS ALL. LOVE YOU GUYS! -Theivydaggers