Dan went to his room after they had eaten, the meal was quite awkward as neither of them really spoke and he felt very uncomfortable in Phil's presence now. A few hours after he disappeared to his room, he heard Phil knock somewhat sheepishly on the door. He knew that his eyes must be bloodshot by now as he had been crying a little and had been sitting in his dark room for over three hours, staring at his laptop screen.
"Dan?"
"Go away, Phil, please."
"No, I want to come in and talk to you." A second later, Dan heard the door knob rattle and the door began to open so he jumped up and flung himself against it. He heard Phil yell out in surprise.
"Please leave me be." He said, stifling a sob. Phil didn't reply but Dan could tell that he hadn't left as he hadn't heard any footsteps. A moment later, he sunk to the floor, still leaning against the door and embraced his knees, crying silently.
"No." He heard phil say quietly but sternly from the other side of the door, after a number of minutes.
"What?" He replied, in as steady a voice as he could manage.
"No, I won't leave you be. I'm not going to move until you let me in, now open the door." He said, "Please." Dan's thoughts raced, barely daring to even consider the notion. 'what does he mean open the door? What does he think he'll achieve?! If I were to open the door, there's only a certain number of possible outcomes and hardly any of them are good ones!' However, despite all of these destructive thoughts and all of his instincts, his body seemed to be moving all on it's own, completely ignoring his brain! He slowly stood up and put his hand on the handle, before opening it slowly and calmly to see phil sitting cross-legged in the bright hallway in front of him.

Dan had to blink several times for his eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness, and then he looked down to see Phil sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of him and looking up with a concerned expression. The very thought that he might loose Phil altogether just because of some silly thing that he did was all too much to bear, everything seemed to click into place at that moment and he realised that these feelings he had been having towards Phil for so many years we're definitely more than just friendly. He was so overwhelmed by this that he sunk to his knees and began to cry quietly.
"Oh Dan," He heard Phil exclaim and felt his strong arms wrap around him and embrace him, making him feel small but also warm and protected all of a sudden.
"Phil I- I think I'm in l-" he began to say but was interrupted,
"Yeh Dan, I know," he chuckled a little, "I kinda guessed it was something like that."
"I'm sorry,"
"Don't be." Dan sighed when Phil said this but soon snapped back to reality and began to try and break free of Phil's grasp and stand.
"I can understand if you don't want to be friends anymore, if you want me to move out." He said but Phil shook his head and tightened his grip on him, so that Dan couldn't escape and they were both still in a heap on the floor. He looked up into Phil's eyes and subconsciously leant in towards him. Their lips met and Phil's arms immediately retracted a little, as a reflex, but then, much to Dan's surprise, he began to kiss him back. Dan slid his arms over Phil's shoulders and pulled back but only to see that Phil looked quite concerned. Immediately his heart sunk and he felt a little ill.
"I'm sorry but I...I need some time to think." Phil said quietly and slipped gently out of Dan's arms to a standing position. He then walked a few steps into his room and closed the door softly. Dan watched him as he did this and, when he shut the door, he shuffled back against the wall and curled up, embracing his knees. 'I did it again. I kissed him again. But then again, he kissed me back. I endangered everything with him, but he kissed me back...'