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1. Reviews are like motivation for me to write more. Recently it feels like less and less people are reviewing and I'm currently really struggling to continue writing. It's not writer's block because I know exactly what I plan on writing, it's more of I just don't feel like writing. I don't want you to think that I'm taking the reviews I do get for granted because I really do love even getting one review that's why I'm trying my damnedest to sit and write so I have something to post for the people who really earned the chapter but it currently feels like I'm only writing for three or four people. I don't really care about views as much as I do reviews. I want feedback. What do you love about this story? What can I improve on? Did I mention something once and then never again? I just really want to interact with the people who are reading. I want to know what you think. Once again, I'm not moaning, I seriously love the reviews I get now and I have an amazing bunch of readers that leave some really great reviews it's just I want more people's opinions.

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Writing this story has brought me so much happiness since I started writing, I don't think I could ever stop writing. Good think I have lots of plans for this story. I'm almost at chapter 30 (I'm kinda writing it now) and Dan and Sam still don't know the other likes them. This being said, I may be taking a small break. Like two weeks, maybe more. I really want to stock pile some chapters and who knows maybe if I get enough I'll do a New Years update celebration (someone make me a hashtag). No matter how long I take off, I am posting something on Christmas day. I may not even take a break until January but I don't know if I'll take one at all yet. It all depends on if I managed to crank out some chapters.

Speaking of Christmas, I know what I'm going to do. It is not just a chapter of this story. I've been thinking and I don't really want one shots mixed in with the chapters so I've been thinking about making a compilation of one shots pertaining to this story. It would be a separate thing where you won't have necessarily have had to read this story to follow the one shots but it's the same world with the same characters. Let me know what you think and if it does happen, make sure to follow the story so you don't miss any Damn or Lian moments.

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Chapter 29

I woke up ridiculously early but I was opening today. I didn't go to bed until one am because that one song that I started writing spiraled into me writing three more. I wouldn't be surprised if Dan and Phil were pissed off at me because I was making noise all night.

I made my way downstairs to the kitchen once I was dressed. Once again, I ran into the glass door. I didn't however get knocked on my ass. It did feel as if my nose was broken, but I didn't fall on my ass.

I grabbed the yogurt that Dan and Phil picked up for me and a spoon. Yes I eat it out of the container. Don't judge me. Less dishes this way. In college I used plastic spoons. No dishes at all. I really hate doing the dishes.

When I was done shamelessly eating yogurt out of the tub, I went back to my room and grabbed my phone, wallet, and Chapstick.

The day flew by working with Emily who was now insisting I called her Em. Many As the Coffee Shop Turns jokes were made. Even though I had a good day at work, I was more than happy to finally go home.

Phil came into my room almost as soon as I got there.

"You. Lounge. Five minutes." He said and then left.

"Yes Sir." I said with a laugh.

I changed into leggings and then made my way to the lounge where I found Dan and Phil sitting on the couch.

"Come on, you are watching a movie with us." said Dan.

I sat between them and Dan put his arm around the back of me resting on the back of the couch. It was weird. He was so close to touching me but he wasn't and it was giving me a really weird feeling.

I felt the urge to scoot closer to Phil when Dan moved his arm a little and his fingers were slightly touching my hair. Touching my hair like that is like when someone touched Dan's neck. I stayed really still hoping he would move soon.

About halfway through the movie, Dan finally moved his arm but now it was pressed up against my arm. Looked down at my lap and closed my eyes trying to forget that Dan's arm was pressed against mine. I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"You know, if you're tired you can use my lap as a pillow." Dan whispered to me.

I shook my head and then turned my attention to the movie.

"Okay, I'm going back to my room. I have a blog post to work on." I said when the movie ended.

Once I got back to my room, I texted Phil.

"Come to my room. We need to talk."

A few minutes later there was a knock on my door. I let Phil in and we went and sat on the bed.

"Why is Dan being so clingy?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" he said.

"I fell asleep on Dan's bed the other night. Instead of waking me up or just going and sleeping in my room, he just climbed in bed with me. I woke up to him spooning me. We have never even so much as cuddled before. Then he jumps at the chance to go to the store with me. Now throughout the whole movie, he kept some sort of contact with me. He's just being really clingy." I explained.

"For two whole days, he thought you were dead. Plus you've been gone for two weeks. Even I would be clingy after that." said Phil.

"Then why aren't you? Plus I've been back for a few days now." I countered.

"I happen to have better self-control and I didn't think you were dead. Anyways, shouldn't you be wanting Dan to spoon you and be all clingy?" Phil said.

"Not when I'm on the verge of kissing him every time he's within three feet of me. I'm trying to stay away." I said almost frantically. "I just don't want to feel like this anymore."

Pent up emotions from keeping everything in these past few days finally overflowing, I started to cry. Phil pulled me into a much needed hug. Phil soothingly rubbed my back until I was finally calmed down.

"I hate feeling like no matter what I do, I'm going to screw it up and lose him forever." I said.

Phil was propped up on the wall and my head was on this tear stained chest. He had his arm around me still rubbing small circles into my back in a soothing way.

"Sometimes you have to take risks. By not saying anything to him, you could be screwing up you future. If you tell him and he doesn't like you back, it'll be awkward for a few days but you'll finally be able to get over it and if he acts like a prick, I'll talk your side. If you tell him and he likes you back, well let's just say, your children better call me Uncle Phil." He said.

I couldn't help but imagine a little kid coming up to him and calling him Uncle Phil. The image caused me to laugh just as Phil had wanted it to.

"Why do you always know exactly what to say to make me temporarily feel better?" I asked jokingly.

"It's a gift." He replied.

I sat up and checked to make sure all of the tear stains were gone from my face.

"Hey Phil, I think you need to spend more time on your own love life. Or at least met me in on it so I don't feel so selfish." I said with a smile.

"Who says I have a love life?" said Phil.

I just gave him a look. Actually I looked at his chest where I noticed the giant wet spot where I cried all over him. Thankfully it was starting to dry.

"Sorry about your shirt." I mumbled.

"Sam, I don't care about my shirt and… I do kind of like someone." said Phil.

My eyes widened and shot to his face.

"Spill!" I said excitedly.

Phil's face turned three shades of red. It was probably the most adorable thing I had ever seen him do.

"Her name is Hope. She works at Radio 1. We just talk sometimes. I don't even think she likes me back but I planned on asking her out. I just don't know how." He said.

I could have sworn that as he talked, his face got redder.

"Have you told Dan yet?" I asked.

Phil just shook his head.

"You'll have to point her out to me the next time I bring you guy's coffee." I said with a mischievous smile.

"Not a chance." said Phil with a laugh.

"Why not?!" I said and just then there was a knock on my door.

"Come in." I said knowing it was Dan.

"Hey Sam. I was just wondering if you wanted to watch another movie. I'll even pick it so Phil doesn't make us watch a scary movie." said Dan looking over to Phil when he said his name.

"You know what, I think I'm just going to go to bed early. I have to be up to open again tomorrow but I'll take you up on that offer when I get home tomorrow." I said.

Dan seemed content with that answer and he turned and left. Phil gave me on last hug and left my room two. Before I even realized it, I was waking up the next morning.

I got up went to work and came home like normal. I met Dan in the lounge as planned for the movie. Phil was working on a video so it was just the two of us but I sat on the opposite side of the couch so no unwanted contact was made. When the movie was done I made my way up to my room.

I had been laying on the floor for a few minutes when my phone went off in my hand.

"Get on Skype. We have a lesson to do." Ian sent.

I grabbed my computer and opened skype. The call tone was almost instant.

"Hey." I said when Ian's face popped up on my computer screen.

"Hello yourself. So are you ready to learn how to play the best instrument ever?" he asked.

"Nah, I already know how to play the piano. I need to learn the guitar." I said shrugging my shoulders and a smirk plastered on my face.

We did the lesson for a while but after about a half hour my fingers were killing me.

"If I knew it caused this much pain to play, I would have never agreed to lessons." I said examining my sore fingers.

"Lily managed to learn and she didn't whine nearly as much as you are now and she was eight." said Ian.

"Speaking of Lily, you need to get her dating." I said.

The soda he was drinking sprayed out of his mouth and nose covering his computer screen and the camera.

"Ugh, gross Ian."

"Sam, I do not date friends. She's like a sister to me. That's like incest-" said Ian until I cut him off.

"Oh god no Ian, I mean be her wing man. I would never suggest my best friend and brother do something like that. You need to get her a date. Set her up with one of your friends from school or something." I said.

"Okay, I'll see what I can do." said Ian.

We continued to talk about stuff going on in our lives. I made him promise not to ask anything about Dan because I didn't want him accidentally hearing. Ian of course agreed but he was siding with Lily on this one. I needed to tell Dan my feelings, but he also thought I should be the one to do it.

I also managed to ream him a new one for helping Lily steal my favorite jacket and Ian just laughed when at the end I added on my extreme distaste for stupid fucking foam packing peanuts.

I ended up being the one that ended the call because it was getting late and I had to be up for work in the morning. Ian then remembered we were on different continents and he got a sad look in his eyes.

"By the way, you were right about the note. It did mean more for you to write one as well and, I love you." I said instead of saying goodbye.

"I love you too, treble maker." said Ian with a smirk.

I just shook my head at the nickname.

When the call ended I changed and got right into bed. I couldn't wait for the next skype call.

The next morning, to my surprise, I found Dan in the kitchen having a bowl of cereal.

"Hey." I said going over to the coffee maker and setting it up. "What a cup?"

"That would be great thanks." He said putting his empty bowl in the sink.

"Why are you up so early?" I asked.

"I have to do a thing for the BBC. In a few days I'm going to be gone for a few days. Should be fun though." He said leaning against the counter beside me.

"You'll have to tell me all about all of the cool places you get to go." I said.

"Yeah I will. So I figured that because I have to go in the same direction, I could just walk you to work. I don't think there will be any fangirls up this early in the morning. It's a school day and I don't think they go to school this early." He bargained.

"Fine, I'll let you walk me to work. I hate walking in the dark anyway." I said.

I finished getting read and met Dan at the door. The walk to work was a silent one but I felt a lot better because of the fact that I had someone with me. It didn't help that he was also afraid of the dark and I knew he was going to call an Uber as soon as he made it to the coffee shop if he hasn't already.

When we got to Starbucks, there was a car waiting for him. I knew it. We parted ways. Me into the store and him into the car.

The first half of my shift was normal and boring. Then around the lunch rush we got a call. One of the baristas that was supposed to come in had the flu. My manager begged me to stay. I only said yes because it would keep me out of the house and away from Dan for a while. I refuse to accidentally kiss him.

You could tell when school let out because the entire coffee shop was packed with school aged teenage girls.

One such girl came up to the counter.

"Grande Caramel Macchiato." said the girl.

I noticed that she was wearing one of Dan and Phil's merch shirts. The one with the whiskers. I have like three of them that I stole from Dan but shhh, don't tell him.

I took in the rest of her. She was about medium height with dirty water brown hair. Her nose was slightly beak like and she had thick glasses that magnified her eyes. Besides her nose and glasses, she looked very plain.

"I like your shirt." I said while handing back her change.

"Oh?" she said surprised, "This is just one of my laundry day shirts. A cousin got it for me. I don't even really know what it's from."

"It's Dan and Phil. Look them up. Their videos are pretty good. You can find them on YouTube." I said glad to think that I was helping the guys by spreading the word.

Wow I just made Dan and Phil sound like a religion.

"Oh, I've seen some of their videos. My cousin is obsessed with them. They are quite good." The girl and I continued our mini conversation about the guys while I waited on the next person.

After a few minutes she walked away and I got back to work taking orders. My manager, Kevin, came out after twenty minutes and basically kicked me off the registers by putting a cup of coffee in my hand, pointing to an empty table and saying "Break".

"Thanks Kevin." I said.

He just grumbled something about not taking too long.

He pretends to m mean and grumpy all of the time but I know he's not. Otherwise he wouldn't be working the register himself so that I could have a break.

I noticed the girl form earlier that I had a conversation with, sitting at a table by herself. I made my way over, coffee in hand.

"Hey do you mind if I sit with you?" I asked.

"Sure. I'm Elizabeth by the way." She said with a smile making her look kind cartoonish with the way her glasses made her eyes look.

"I'm Sam." I said offering my hand and a smile.

She shook it and then I sat. She and I started talking about random things. We didn't have much in common but we got along amazingly well and without thinking I started calling her Beth. She said she didn't mind and that most people call her that so if I wanted, I could as well. She also said that we should get coffee again some time but before we could plan it, I had to go back to work.

The rest of the work day went by amazingly quickly and as normal. It was actually quite boring.

I got home and there was no sight of Dan anywhere so I went upstairs to change into something more comfortable and then made my way to the lounge where I found Phil.

"Hey Philly, what are we doing?" I asked plopping down on the couch and leaning against Phil's shoulder.

"Watching the first season of Buffy." He said his eyes glued to the TV.

"I'll go make popcorn." I said getting up and going to the kitchen.

Buffy is one of the things that Phil and I bonded over. When I was younger my Dad and I would watch Buffy on Saturdays which were his only days off. Then when Buffy ended, we watched Angel. When Phil finally started warming up to me, Buffy brought us closer. That and Kill Bill. I mean come on. Uma Thurman is a freaking badass.

I finished up with the popcorn and made my way back to the lounge.

As per Buffy marathon tradition, all of the popcorn was devoured and Phil and I passed out on the couch.

The next morning I awoke with a start. It was still dark out but my phone never went off. Shit, I have to go to work and my phone never went off. I grabbed Phil's phone which was sitting on the arm of the sofa beside him, to check the time.

I have ten minutes to get ready.

I ran to my room and changed, put half a bottle of dry shampoo in my hair and just pulled it back into a ponytail, and shoved my phone and it's charger into my jacket pocket. I shoved my feet into the first shoes I saw, they were converse by the way, and ran out the door.

The whole way my shoes were in danger of falling off. I ended up getting to work on time but I had to sit and put my shoes on properly before I could actually do anything else.

Once behind the counter, I plugged my phone in. My manager understood that my work schedule was erratic and that my family living in a different country were always calling me not knowing that I was working. He just askes that I try not to answer when I'm with a customer but it mean I can have my phone on me at all times. I cell phone addict's dream.

The day flew by with very few customers and my phone was my best friend today. Thank god I got Tumblr on my phone. I also got a text from Phil.

"Hey, Dan got home a little while ago. I talked to him about how he's being kind of clingy. He didn't even realize he was doing it. He said he would stop."

Then a few minutes later I got a text from Dan.

"Hey, Phil told me you thought I was being kind of clingy. I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I didn't even realize I was doing it. I think I was just trying to make up for lost time. I'll try and behave."

I ignored the butterflies the last sentence gave me.

I wanted to yell at Phil for talking to Dan about the whole clingy thing but if it makes Dan stop then I guess its okay. I really don't want to kiss Dan, well I mean I do, but… oh you know what I mean.

On my walk home I got a text from Niomi.

"Hey, Marcus and I are going for a run tomorrow. Do you want to join?"

I sent her a quick yes and we made plans for when I got out of work.

When I got home I went up to my room and grabbed my laptop. While I have been doing blog posts about the things that I normally post about, I've also been writing one that I'm too scared to post. One of them is talking about what it's like to have a crush on your best friend.

It may be in blog post form but I'm never going to post this one. It just too personal. I continue writing it though because it help me to sort out my feelings a bit. This particular post is almost 100 pages because I've had it going since I moved in with the guys. There are days were I go without writing in it at all to days where I write five pages.

I managed to get to 110 after writing tonight. I hadn't written for a while and I had a lot to catch up on. I keep the document locked so you need a password to get into it. I really don't want Dan to accidentally read it or something.

My stomach let out a loud growl so I figured that I should probably go and eat. When I got to the kitchen, I found a wild Phil with his hand in Dan's cereal box. I could hear Dan in the other room so I knew he was filming, so instead of saying anything I just stood there until he noticed me.

He had a handful of dry cereal almost to him mouth when he tipped his head back and opened his mouth while his eyes found me. He froze.

"It's not what it looks like." said Phil with his head still tipped back

"Philip Lester, put that box down now or I'll tell Dan." I said in a mock angry tone.

He did what he was told anyway and continued to eat what was already in his hand.

"Why is it that I'm always the one to catch you in the act of secret eating?" I asked opening the fridge and grabbing the stuff to make grilled cheese.

"Because you sneak up on me. I swear you're like a ninja or something." said Phil with a laugh.

"Yeah because ninjas fall up stair on a daily basis and all." I retorted.

"Hey, give yourself credit, you haven't fallen up the stairs in a couple of days." said Phil.

"Phiiiiil, don't jinx me. Now I'm going to break something falling up the stairs." I said in a high pitched whiny voice making Phil snort.

"Hey guys, I'm kinda trying to film a video." said Dan poking his head around the corner.

Phil and I said sorry at the exact same time causing us to laugh and then we said jinx at the same time as well. Dan was even laughing with us.

"Okay, now I really gotta do this video, and Sam, you may want to hang out in your room tonight if you don't want to accidentally be caught in this one." said Dan warning me.

I nodded and got started making my food and quickly went up to my room where I ate and then ended up falling asleep while watching Zoe's vlogs. Those things are like crack, so freaking addicting.

The next day at work was slow as well but not quite as slow. There were quite a few high school aged kids just hanging out.

At the end of my shift, I texted Niomi and asked where she wanted to meet. Then I changed into my workout clothes in the bathroom. She sent back to meet then at the same spot we usually meet.

This time around I was able to keep pace with Niomi but Marcus seemed to be running circles around us. I need to run more. As usual the three of us laid out in the grass to catch our breath.

Marcus however was spotted by a fan. This fan thankfully didn't spot me and Niomi a few feet away or if they did, they didn't say anything. Marcus turned down a selfie because he was all gross and sweaty but promised to give the girl a shout out on Twitter. She seemed to totally understand.

Not long after, the three of us parted ways.

When I got home I went straight to the shower. When I got out, there was only one towel. So much for drying my hair. I dried off and got dressed and put the wet towel on my hair to hopefully stop some of the dripping. Thankfully I found a clean towel in the dryer.

If Phil is going to continue to use three towels then he is really going to have to start doing laundry more often. Oh who and I kidding, I'm going to be the one who always does the towel load but I guess it's okay because I have finally got the Phil trained to put the dirty towels into the hamper in the bathroom. Hehehe, the Phil. It's like he's a pet or something. Oh god I'm actually laughing out loud. I so need to go to sleep.

I made my way up to my room where I accidentally fell asleep before I could do anything really productive. Well I did say that I needed to go to sleep.

The last day of my six day stretch was by far the craziest. There were people everywhere and they all wanted their coffees five minutes ago. Of course Eric was a no show leaving me and Em extremely under staffed and over stressed. Thankfully Kevin showed up and helped us out a bit.

Every time we got close to Kevin, he could be heard mumbling things like, "that good for nothing idiot", "I wish I had fired him years ago", and "as if he thought I'd let him date my daughter". I had to hold in my laughter every time I got within hearing distance. I guess he knows about Eric and Kayla.

I couldn't be happier to be going home when the time finally came but instead of going home straight away, Em and I sat and talked for a half hour about random stuff. We didn't really get to talk much while working unless it was to say the name of a drink that needed to be made.

Once I was finally home I changed out of my burnt coffee smelling clothes and collapsed on my bed. I heard my bedroom door open then I felt the bed dip down.

"Hey," said Dan. "I know you're probably tired but will you come and watch a movie with me and Phil. I'm going away for a couple of days for that BBC thing again and I was hoping to spend a little time with you before I left."

"I guess, if I have to move that's a good enough reason" I said.

Dan laughed and stood to walk out of my room.

"Wait!" I said.

Dan turned and said "What?"

"Help me." I said lifting my arms.

He laughed and grabbed ahold of my hand pulling me to my feet.

He pulled a little more than he meant to, making him have to catch me before I feel over again. His arms were around my waist and my hands were on his chest. Our eyes locked. I could feel myself falling into the dark abyss. Eye contact was only broken when I looked down at his lips and licked my own.

How would those cracked lips feel against my smooth ones? Would it feel weird? Nice? Would I ever want to stop? What's stopping me now? Why am I not kissing the beautiful man in front of me? I started to lean in.

Then Dan sneezed. Right in my face.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry. I'm so, so sorry." said Dan wiping at my face with his hands but all he was really doing was rubbing it in.

"Ugh, Dan…" I said walking past him and down to the bathroom to wash my face.

All I could think was, thank god he sneezed on me and kept me from kissing him. I came so close to kissing him, it was ridiculous.

I took a few deep breaths and then made my way to the lounge.

When I went in, Dan started to apologize profusely but I stopped him.

"I don't care. Let's just watch this movie. Okay?" I said.

They agreed and I sat down between Dan and Phil.

With the lights out and being wrapped up in a warm blanket, I got really sleepy within the first ten minutes. This time I took Dan up on his offer of using his lap as a pillow and it made a damn good one too. So good that I ended up falling asleep there.

I was dreaming about Dan again. We were laying on the floor of my old flat like we used to when we listened to music but we didn't have headphones on. Instead we were looking at each other. Dan had his head propped up in his hand. He was smiling down at me.

"I love you." He said like he did when I made a really stupid joke but there was something deeper behind it.

Stupid dreams.