Good Morning and Good Night

Such a wide expanse that seems so short. Why do we waste it? Why shouldn't we waste it? It's in the opinion of whoever's day it is. You can miss one. Can't you?

Dan's POV

I felt a little poke in my side. I assumed it to be some muscle or something, but it happened again. And again. And again. And again. It tickled, and caused me to giggle a little bit. I flitted my eyes open, and found a face looming over me. Phil was practically on top of me as we lay on that small couch. We must have drifted off at some point, as there was light peeking through our shades, and we hadn't moved from our spot.

"Hey sleepy," he whispered.

I grinned, but instead of responding, turned and buried my face in the couch with a groan. Not getting up sounded pretty interesting right now. "Hi," I finally mumbled quietly through the cushion.

"Dan," Phil called, elongating the A for a few seconds. "Daniel," he called again. He leaned over me and kissed my neck, which made me squirm and flip over back onto my back.

"Phillllll!" I squeaked. "Don't touch my neck!" He began to cackle, but upon seeing me trying to be serious, he bit his lip. That only resulted in more laughing.

"C'mon Dan, it's time to get up," he said pushing himself up a bit. He stood up and stretched, before holding his hand out to me to take. This reminded me of the night we realized we were in love. Waking up on the couch by each other, having kissed and fallen asleep the night before.

"Well," Phil started. "What do you want for breakfast, sir?" He asked with a wink.

My breath hitched in my throat.

Phil's POV

Crap.

Dan's POV

I shook it off with a laugh. "Um, I don't think we have anything but cereal, sir." I figured I would relish the memory in my mind. Let's see if he says the same thing again.

"Cereal it is then!"

Phil's POV

Why can't I keep my mouth shut?

Dan's POV

Okay now I might cry. No, no, no, it's just a coincidence. We're good.

"Okay," I say, taking his hand and pulling myself up. We walked out of the room and down to the hallway. We ate breakfast and sat down at our laptops.

XXXXX

"So you know, Phil, today is Tuesday." I rubbed my eyes.

"Yeah?" He responded questioningly.

"Well, Tuesday used to be when I would do my regular live shows. I was wondering if maybe you wanted to try and do one with me today. I mean… I think we owe the viewers," I said with an awkward smile.

"Uhh, sure," Phil said. "I mean… if you're ready for that."

"Me? Phil, you're the amnesiac. It's up to you."

"Oh, oh yeah! I can do that! Let's do this!" He smiled. I smiled back, but I was confused by how excitedly he had said that.

"Alright, let's set up and tweet out."

In no time we were started, and the viewers started piling in, hurling excited text toward our retinas. We smiled and read a few questions aloud.

"What are you guys doing for Christmas?" It was in fact not that long until the cheery holiday, and Phil and I had not discussed plans. This being our first Christmas as a couple, we may have to make a few changes.

Phil's POV

"Uhh, I guess we haven't really discussed it yet. I want to spend my Christmas with Dan, though," I said with a grin.

"And I want to spend mine with Phil. We will have to talk with our families I guess," Dan finished.

"You know, there was one time that Phil and I spent the weekend before Christmas with Chris and Pj. We were staying in a hotel, and somehow we all managed to go into the wrong room after going to the pool. We left our door blocked open, and so had they. Turns out it was the floor beneath ours. We all crashed on the beds without looking, only to be woken up later by the screaming from a man and his wife at the door." Dan was laughing heavily, as was I.

"You should have seen the look on Pj's face as he jumped up and started apologizing. He was completely shocked, as we all were I guess. Needless to say, the next year when we did that again, we made sure to go to OUR room" I chortled. Then I realized. Crap I am terrible at this! I already saw Dan's expression change in the camera. His eyebrows twitched and he turned to look at me. He smiled for a second, but then it faded. His face mimicked only one word. Confusion.

"Well, that's all the time we have for today guys! We'll see you all soon, Byeeee!" Dan said into the camera, ending the live show abruptly. I knew I was about to get called out.

"That was a rather quick ending. Do you always stop them like that?" I said it with a laugh.

Dan swiveled in his chair to face me. "Phil, you remembered all that."

"Yeah, it must've just come to me randomly," I lied.

"No," Dan stated. "There was some stuff you said earlier too…" He paused. "Phil, what is going on?"

I shrugged my shoulders and sat there for a bit, but I could feel him still staring at me. Even though my eyes found a resting place staring at the floor, his gaze was penetrating through my mind. "Okay. Okay, fine. Yes, I have my memory back. I have since yesterday. You were glad that I couldn't remember the accident! You were happy with me as blank slate! I wanted you to have what you wanted! You were happy and I wanted to keep it that way! So yes I can remember everything, but you don't want me to. I'll forget it if I have to. I don't need to remember!"

"Phil! Phil! How could you not tell me! How could you have gotten your memory back and hid it from me? Sure I was looking for up sides in the situation, but I wanted you to remember. I can't believe you don't want to remember all those beautiful memories we have together! I especially can't believe that you thought you were going to hide this from the forever!" Dan screamed. His face was angrier than anyone's I had ever seen. I had never seen him so furious. Why was he mad that I was trying to make him happy? He stood up and slammed the laptop shut harshly. He stormed out of the room, leaving me with a simple "I don't know why I wanted you to do this with me."

I felt tears pricking at my eyes because of the sheer tension of the moment. I shook them off. He would come to his senses soon, right? I felt myself shaking hysterically and stood up. I didn't make it to the door however and instead found myself curled up the corner of the room. I continued to shake and rocked back and forth. My anxiety gets worked up by tense situations. My breathing quickened, but I knew I would be okay.

Dan's POV

I ran to my room where I jumped into my bed and under the covers. I started shaking, anxious because of the anger and unsettledness in my head. I hid under the duvet hoping to drown away the anxieties of the world with the darkness.

It will get better. It will all get better.

Phil's POV

It will get better. It will all get better.

End of chapter. I just left both in separate rooms breaking down in panic attacks. Who are you more like? What will happen? Please review! 3 ~Lexi~