Happy birthday to one of my friends! :) ~gum wrapper.

I don't own the song, the people, the anything (but you already knew that).

(This one is based off a song, but the words not perfectly in the fic, I changed them in the sense they aren't in lyric form anymore.)

My Letter To You

Dan's p.o.v.

I wake up to kiss you and nobody's there. It's a full ten seconds before I remember properly that you left.

Yesterday I thought I saw your shadow by my door and got so excited. Like a child getting the best gift ever. When I realized you weren't there my smile melted and I closed my door so I wouldn't see anything else.

It's funny how things seemingly never change. How somehow I keep finding socks randomly placed here and there, how my cereal always seems to have less than I remember.

What I wouldn't do to find you eating my cereal is a very small list of things Phil.

"Dan?" You shout as you open the front door.

"Phil! You're back!" I exclaim. "It was forever!"

"It was only two weeks." You laugh.

I shrug as I meet you in the hallway. "It was a long time for me. I think I honestly started going insane."

"You're already insane."

"Shut up." I joke and you kiss my head as I hug you tightly.

"Come on, it's just one dance."

"I don't know how to dance Phil." I say stubbornly.

"You don't have to know. You just have to dance." You say. Your hair falling in front of your eyes. You flick your head to move it.

"That doesn't even make sense." I say trying to hide my smile.

You take my hand anyway and spin me around the lounge. I wince as I kick a chair and you laugh at me before starting to teach me how to properly dance.

"You put one foot here, yes, that's it,"

"Why are we doing this?" I ask.

"Because I want to dance with you." You state. "Okay, take a step left…"

I decide that even if the whole world was watching I'd still dance with you. You smiling every time I follow the pattern correctly, your hand holding mine tightly and never loosening it's grip or letting go in the slightest, it all is amazing and wouldn't care if everyone knew about us, if we got the chance, I'd dance with you every time.

I'd drive highways and byways to be there with you if you got sick like that time I had to have surgery and you were there. You drove almost an hour to be with me. All of my sick days, good days, existential crisis days, everything, everyone day comes back to you Phil.

"You've always be there for me." I say.

"I'd like to think you've been there for me too." You joke.

"Shut up you spork."

"And I want to tell you everything. The words I never got to say the first time around. I remember everything we've ever done together, all the things off camera I keep in my permanent memory."

"Dan, I've only forgotten some things, not everything we've ever done. It was just a bad fall not a car crash." You tease.

I feel myself blush. "Can I tell them anyways?"

"Pick your favorite things to remember."

I frown. "You're in all of them so they're all my favorites."

You still make me nervous when you walk in the room. Sometimes I think I still am 18 and have a huge crush on you but you don't know it. Like, sometimes my butterflies come alive when I'm next to you because I'm standing next to Phil freaking Lester! AmazingPhil is making a video with me or in our kitchen. Sometimes I have to pull away from your kiss because I realize I'm kissing AmazingPhil and it blows my mind that you would kiss me. I'm nobody special but you…. You are truly amazing, Phil.