Don't look at me like that.
I probably should have told you that I was going on vacation and I wouldn't be uploading and blah blah blah but...I forgot, okay? I'M SORRY! But to make up for it, here is the next chapter!
Dan
I felt like my stomach was trying to find a comfortable position to take a nap, like a cat or something. It kept shifting and curling around. I thought I was going to vomit. Take a deep breath. Just…distract yourself, Dan. I made sure I had everything for the week I was staying at Phil's house. I did. Fringe check time. I swept my fringe to the side and tilted my head back and forth, observing it from all angles. No more hobbit hair? Perfect. I have my straightener for the trip? Yep. "MUM? CAN WE GO NOW?" I shouted down the hall. "HURRY UP DAN! I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU FOR TWENTY MINUTES! I'M NOT GETTING ANY YOUNGER DOWN HERE!" "That's for sure," I snickered. "I HEARD THAT, YOU LITTLE SHIT!" I covered my mouth with my hand to stop the giggles. I grabbed the handle of my suitcase, slung my bag over my shoulder and shut my bedroom door behind me.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
My suitcase made the worst noises as I wheeled it down the stairs. "Hurry UP, Daniel!" My mum was waiting for me at the bottom of the staircase, tapping one foot impatiently. "You're worse than Adrian," I laughed at my mother. "Shut up!" Her words were betrayed by the grin on her face as she pushed me in the direction of the car. "Go put your stuff in. This is going to be a long drive, you might want to sit in the back," she said as I walked towards her small sedan. I popped the trunk and tossed my suitcase in, then slammed it shut. I walked over to the backseat and opened the door, sliding in and swinging my legs over the side of the seat. I didn't bother with a seatbelt. This is one of those times when I hate being 6 foot, I grumbled to myself. I curled my body up and leaned my back against the window. Aaahh…..that's better. I pulled my phone out of my duffle bag, which was sitting on the floor of the car next to me, and slipped my earbuds in. I turned on a random playlist and let my eyes slide shut. This is the scent of dead skin on the linoleum floor…this is the scent of quarantine wings in the hospital…it's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional, it sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal…the anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where….the apathy and urgency are that I thought I phoned in…it's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional, it sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal, we deal..."Dan, honey? DAN!" my mum was shaking my shoulders hard. She pulled the earbuds out of my ears. "We're here, Sleeping Beauty," she chuckled as I glared at her. Why does everyone call me that? I rubbed the grit from my eyes and stretched a bit. "Already?" "Yes. Get your arse out of the car and go say hello to Phil." I peeked around her and saw Phil standing in the doorway of a nice but slightly creepy-looking house. He giggled and waved at me. Oh god, that tongue….he really DOES poke it out when he laughs…he's just so damn adorable! "Hi, Phil!" I shouted, waving at him. "Hi," he smiled back at me. My mum moved out of my way to grab my suitcase. She plopped it down next to me just as I was stepping out of the car, bag slung over my shoulder, my phone in the other hand. "Thanks, Mum," I said, pulling her into a quick hug. She reached her arms up and put them around my neck, squeezing me tight. "When did you get so big?" She whispered in my ear. "I love you, Mum," I laughed slightly. We both let go and she squeezed my upper arm a little. "Have fun, Dan. Be a good boy. I'll see you in a week," she said. "I will. Love you, Mum." "Love you too," she smiled. It was a sad, wistful smile. "Yeah yeah yeah, I know, 'your little boy's all grown up' and all that. Go on, it's only a week, you can go now, Mum!" I spun her around and pushed her in the direction of the driver's side door. "Alright, alright, don't get your knickers in a twist," she laughed, opening the door and getting in. "Bye, Mum!" I waited until her car was out of sight before turning to Phil. "Hey," I waved sheepishly. He laughed loudly and gestured for me to come over. "Come on, don't just stand in the driveway. Come inside, twat." I grinned and walked up to the door, lugging all my crap with me. "Go ahead," he said, bowing low and waving me inside with a sweep of his hand. "Ooh, what a gentleman," I giggled, stepping into his house. "I try," he laughed. He had the sweetest laugh.
"Do you want to put your stuff in my room?" He asked, eying my luggage. "Yes please," I said, pretending to swoon. "It's just so heavy." He giggled, his adorable tongue poking out of his mouth again. "Come on, it's just upstairs." He motioned for me to follow him. I looked around his house as we trudged up the stairs. "Geez, it's like you live in the house from The Shining," I said, my head swiveling this way and that. "I know, right? It freaks me out. You haven't even seen the worst stuff. Don't worry, my room gets better," he said, peeking over his shoulder at me. "This is it," he said, gesturing to a plain brown door. "This…is where the magic happens," he swung it open dramatically. "Sorry Phil, but I can't exactly see much magic happening in here," I teased as I set my bags down and looked around his room. "Hey!" He punched me in the arm. He acted upset, but he was given away by the cute little smile on his face. "I'll have you know that magic has happened in here before." "Oh? Did your mum get you a magic kit for Christmas?" I asked, poking him in the side. "Mayyybe," he wrinkled his nose at me and stuck out his tongue. I poked it. "Agh!" He said, jerking his head back and brushing his tongue off with his hand. "Ew, Dan!" I couldn't hold in my laughter. It bubbled up in my throat and escaped in loud bursts, until there were tears running down my face and I couldn't breathe. He joined in, and soon we were falling all over each other. Just as soon as we started to be able to breathe again, one of us would crack up, and then the situation was hopeless, the laughter carrying us away like paper boats on the water.
The laughter died down to little giggles, and I turned my head to look at him. My breath caught in my throat and hooked itself there, unwilling to dislodge. His hair was hanging in his eyes and tickling the tip of his pale nose. His blue eyes were shockingly electric, and they were filled with tears. His broad shoulders shook with silent giggles. He turned to me suddenly, and the giggles stopped. "Hey, Dan?" He said quietly. "Y-yes?" Damn stutter! Phil just smiled shyly at me. "Thanks for coming." I nodded, a smile spreading across my face. "Thanks for inviting me, Phil. I'm so glad you did." Phil pulled me into a hug sharply and suddenly, burying his face in my neck, drawing me closer. I was shell-shocked for a moment, before wrapping my arms around him tightly. My fingers clawed at his back a little, trying to pull him closer to me. He sighed contentedly in my ear, and I flushed a little as his warm breath swooped across my neck and the shell of my ear. "PHIL? IS THAT YOU, SWEETHEART?" Phil groaned in the crook of my neck and pushed his head into my hoodie a little. I laughed a little and bent down to whisper in Phil's ear. "You should probably see to that," I said softly. "But I don't want to," Phil whined, wrapping his arms more securely around my waist and squeezing me a bit. "As much as I love cuddling with you, you should probably explain to your mother why there's a strange boy in her house." "Ugh, fine," Phil moaned, reluctantly disentangling his limbs from mine. "But we're cuddling later," he warned me. I giggled and bit my lip. "Fine with me," I laughed. He jumped up from his bed and offered me his hand. "Let's go introduce you to Mum." I took it shyly and stood up, following him down the hall and stairs into the kitchen. "Hey Mum! Come meet Dan!"
I had a ton of fun writing this chapter. The hug was definitely my favorite part ;P
Thank you SO MUCH to everyone who has reviewed so far. It means so much to me, and they make me really happy and motivate me to update more often. :)
Just a few little things to say before I go:
1) My Twitter, so you can all stalk me (and occasionally nag about me not uploading regularly): /wonderfulfun
2) I wrote two oneshots, called Hallelujah and 30 Seconds. It would mean THE WORLD to me if you checked them out! :3
3) If you're looking for a new chaptered fic to read, I strongly recommend The Tribal Forest by Sbuna101. I'm beta-reading it, and I'm really proud of her. I think it's really good so far. This is her first chaptered fic, but she has written multiple Phan oneshots (they're ADORABLE).
Thank you so much for putting up with me and my infrequent updating, and I'll see you soon! Bye my little waffles! :3