Hi guys! I couldn't help but write this straight after Chapter 2, but couldn't upload it until now as my internet connection died :/ Hope you enjoy and keep reading!
Chapter 3- Crown Jewel
~DAN'S POV~
"Dear Dan…" I read out loud, my voice breaking with worry. 'Why would Phil write me a letter, couldn't he just come and speak to me?' I thought. I slowly ventured back into the apartment, where I took a rather uncomfortable seat and tore open the envelope.
'Dear Dan,
I couldn't go two weeks without letting you know that I'm not dead. You deserve that much. There's so much I want to say to you, I just don't have a clue how to say it. For starters, what you did was wrong. As much as I want to hate you for it, I don't. I guess I kinda forgive you. Secondly, this is my apartment, so I'm hardly going to move out… if anything that should be you, but I'm too nice to ask that from you…'
I stopped reading to process what he was saying. Phil didn't hate me, and he was coming home! I smiled and let out a huge sigh of relief, when I drew my eyes back to the letter.
'… and thirdly, there is something else I have to tell you. Something big…'
I couldn't help but read aloud by this point, I was so engrossed in the writing. Was this going to be good or bad news? I took back the sigh of relief and held my breath in suspense as I carried on reading.
'… I hope this doesn't end us Dan. If it does I will never forgive myself for telling you this. But, over the years you have become my ultimate best friend…'
I found myself imagining the words in Phil's voice, it was so real, he may as well have been there in the room with me. I carried on reading.
'… but you mean more to me than that now. Dan I'm going to confess, the reason why I hated it so much that you slept with that girl was because… because I was jealous. I wanted it to be you and me in my bed, not you and her. Truth is, I love you Dan.' I read aloud, my voice being mirrored by what seemed like Phil's. I sat there, frozen, completely stunned by what I just read.
"I love you Dan." The voices started again.
"And I'm sorry. I didn't mean to run off like that." Why wouldn't they leave me alone? I needed time to think. I got up and started for my bedroom, maybe a change of scenery would do me good.
"Dan, stop, please…" The voice pleaded, as I was stopped in my tracks by a still-standing figure in the hallway. Tall, lean, ebony haired…
"PHIL!" I exclaimed, stretching my arms around him and hugging him tightly. "Fucking Jesus, I am so glad to see you! I'm so so sorry about everything ever!" The words kept on flowing from my mouth. I was too excited and caught up in the moment to even realise what I was saying.
"Dan, have you even paid any attention to anything I recently said?" Phil questioned, speaking over the top of my jibber-jabber.
And then it sank in, properly this time.
My best friend of several years was in love with me. He wanted me… in his bed. I couldn't even get my head around the fact that Phil was gay. I thought we told eachother everything! I stared blankly at Phil for a few moments.
"I'm sorry Phil I have to think." And with that, I left for my room. I threw myself onto my bed, noticing the unfinished letter still on the bedside table.
"I… I…" And then I realised. I was pretending to write letters to my best friend in the hope he might actually receive them. I pleaded that he wasn't dead, told him that I couldn't cope without him. I was right. And there it was, plain evidence that Phil meant something to me too.
They say that you only ever realise how much you love someone when they are taken away from you. That happened to me, but thankfully I now have that crown jewel back.
Ladies and gentlemen, I, Daniel Howell, am confessing my love for Philip Lester.
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