A/N: Thank you for the reviews and follows! Means a lot. Okay, so I came up with this idea in my head and I want to see how it'll work out... I updated the description as I've kinda completely turned the story around, I hope you guys don't mind...
'Are you ready for the radio show?' Phil asked, a smug smile on his face.
'What are you planning?' Dan laughed, and for a moment they just looked at each other. Dan hadn't stopped thinking about the message and it was a week later, but no more had been said about it so he'd tried to push it out of his mind. His attempts seemed to be failed, though. It always came back to haunt him. It kept him awake at night, and he created a million scenarios in his head of what could happen.
'You'll see.' Phil jokingly said, and Dan started to feel his palms sweating. Could he really be planning something related to the message? What if... No, he couldn't be. He wouldn't be that dumb, he wouldn't risk losing the best gig they'd ever had. So Dan simply smiled sweetly at Phil, thoughts swirling around in his head.
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'You're watching Dan and Phil on radio 1!' Phil's voice appeared shaky, with excitement but also with fear. Dan noticed, and the thoughts of what were going to happen returned. But Phil's like a little kid, everything scares him, Dan thought, in attempts to comfort himself. As Phil clicked play on one of the videos, Dan decided to confront him. It was either that or it would eat away at him and worry him and he was already worrying.
'Phil?' He asked, and Phil looked up. Normally, he'd smile, or his eyes would light up. Neither happened this time. Dan tried not to think, tried not to let his mind wonder what it would be like to stare in his eyes forever. He couldn't. They were only friend, just friends...
'Yeah?' He replied, and he appeared to be looking everywhere but at Dan. His hands were shaking, and Dan instinctively placed his hand on top of Phil's without thinking. Phil looked down at his hand for a moment in confusion, but Dan realised it was too late to move it away, so tried to cover it up by talking.
'Are you okay? You seem a little...' Dan shrugged, not knowing how to finish his sentence. He awkwardly moved his hand off Phil's, hoping he wouldn't notice. Phil looked down and seemed instinctively hurt, and it broke Dan's heart. He was such a shit friend.
'I know you saw that message.' Phil said, his voice seeming hollow. It was no longer shaky, but Dan noticed his hands were still shaking.
'I didn't mean to...' Dan started to protest, but Phil put a finger to his lips and smiled.
'It's okay.' He whispered, and Dan felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He'd hate to be the reason behind Phil being upset.
'Were you talking about me?' Dan asked, leaning closer in. He didn't know what he was doing, his breathing became heavier and he couldn't even look Phil in the eyes.
'Yes...' Phil said, avoiding Dan's gaze. Dan stepped closer to him and lifted up his chin, making them have direct eye contact. And then he kissed him. It was only the smallest kiss, like a peck on the lips. But it was enough. And for a moment, the world stopped. It was similar to one of those cliche movie moments when they stared at each other and acted like they were the only two people in the world. They were only taken out of their fantasy by a voice.
'Guys...?' One of the radio editors said, seeming slightly confused. She pointed to their headsets, in which they realised they still had on.
'SHIT!' Dan shouted, louder than he had hoped. Everybody looked at him in shock, he said it so loud he thought people in China would be able to hear.
'Dan, I'm sorry but-' Dan held up his hands in defence and grabbed a couple of the things he had there.
'I'm sorry, everyone. And I'm sorry, Phil.' He said, the tears starting to spill over his eyelid. Why did he have to kiss him? If he hadn't of kissed him, none of this would have happened. Or he could've waited until they got home. Dammit, Daniel, Dammit! He hated himself, Phil probably hated him too, why did he have to go and ruin it, why, why, why?
'Wait.' Phil said, and he grabbed the few things he had and walked out with Dan. Dan looked at him in shock. He should have expected it, really. They'd had a promise that if one of them got kicked off or quit, so would the other. But as it was completely his fault, Dan didn't expect Phil to stand up for him.
'Phil, you didn't have to-' Dan said, but Phil just shushed him.
'I did have to.' He said, and Dan wondered why he wasn't angry. If it had been the other way around, Dan would be angry. He knew he would. Fuck, I'm such a shit friend, Dan thought.
'We're going to be okay.' Phil smiled, and Dan couldn't help but smile too. They would be okay. They always were.