The boys and I have gotten really close in the past few months since I moved to London. I've always looked up to them as if they were the brothers I never had. But something has changes in the passed few weeks.
I've always had a small crush on Dan, but once I got to know him, I realized I only love him like a brother.
I think I noticed it a few days ago when I was feeling ill. Dan had come over to see if I was alright, as he hasn't seen me because I didn't want to infect him with my sick.
Dan had used their copy of my key to get in because I wasn't answering the door. At the time, I had barely heard him calling my name, asking if I was there. Asking If I was alright.
When I didn't answer, he must have searched every room in the house. I finally heard my bedroom door open, and a sigh of relief that I wasn't dead.
I rolled over, looking at him. "What are you doing here, Dan?" I asked.
"You weren't answering your phone or door," he replied. "I wasn't sure if you were still alive."
"Sure feels like I'm dead," I told him. "I've been coughing up my lungs since 5am. Some peasant literally sneezed on me the other day when I was in town and infected me with their germs. I just wanted some chocolate, but nnoooo! I just had to get sick." I rolled over again. "Stupid peasants," I mumbled into my pillow.

Dan seemed intent on taking care of me until I got better. I'm kind of glad he wouldn't take no for an answer. His company really did make me feel better.
He nursed me back to health. At the end of it, once I was back to near perfect health, Dan told me something...
"I really like you, (y/n)," he said. My face turned slightly pink, but he kept talking. "But..." Dan trailed off
"But what?" I asked nervously, heart picking up pace.
"No. Nothing. Forget I said anything."
"What were you going to say?" I wanted to know. He looked away, keeping his mouth shut.
I needed to know what he was going to say. I was just so damn curious. After a few minutes of pestering him, he still wouldn't give. So I tackled him to the ground in an attempt to get him to tell me.
"What were you going to say?" I asked yet again.
"Nothing. Forget it."
"TELL ME!" I demanded.
"No!"
"Don't make me touch your neck!" I threatened. I was straddling him at this point, holding his arms down with my knees.
"You wouldn't dare." He attempted to wiggle out from under me.
"Try me, Howell." My hands were poised at his neck.
"FINE! I'll tell you!" He finally gave in. "Just don't touch my neck."
I got off of him and helped him up. "All right; tell me then."
He was silent for a moment when he suddenly said, "Phil."
"What?" I asked, extremely confused.
"I said, Phil."
"What about him?"
"Iminherrifim," he mumbled.
"What? I couldn't hear you,"
"I'm in love with him!" He said, louder his time, blushing furiously.
"Really?" I asked, astonished. "How long have you felt this way?"
"Since I first met him," Dan confessed.
"I take it you haven't told him yet?"
"No... I'm afraid it'll ruin our friendship if I tell him. Besides, he doesn't fell the same way." He looked so dad as he said that.
"How do you know he doesn't?"
"I just know. He's not even gay."
"Not a good enough answer."
"Even if he were gay, why me? He's amazing, funny, attractive, he has a great personality he could be with literally anyone. Why would he choose me?"
"Stop putting yourself down like that!" I yelled at him. "You're amazing. I can't see why anyone wouldn't want to be with you."
"Really?" Dan asked, unsure.
"Of course. Now, I could understand if you were scarred of the phandom. If you guys started dating, the phandom would blow up," At his horrified expression, I said, "But only if they were to find out."
"what would you suggest I do then?" he asked.
"Tell him."
"Tell him what?"
"Tell him how you feel."
"It's not that simple. It could ruin our friendship." He sure was determined not to tell Phil.
"What if he felt the same way? Then would you tell him?" I was beginning to see a plan form in my mind.
"Yeah, but how would I know if he did feel that way?"
"I'll find out for you." I told him of my master plan to get the two of them together.
I kept a few bits of it to myself, though. I doubt Dan would've gone along with it otherwise...

A/N: Sorry I haven't been updating. I've just been so busy with school and the life i don't have...

Dan: Come on out and say it. You're lazy.

Me: Fine! I was too lazy to update. But I did have, like, 7 project to do. Last minute, Because I procrastinated... I will try to update a bit more frequently though.

maybe...