Disclaimer: I don't own Dan or Phil. I also don't own any other YouTubers you may see in this story (such as KickThePj [PJ Liguori],crabstickz (Chris Kendall) sparkleofglitter [Louise Pentland], etc.), any real life references you may see, social media (Primarily YouTube, but also Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, etc.), music/song references, as well as artists/bands (such as Muse, MCR, etc.), and whatever you recognize. I am not creative enough to own that stuff :P I do own my OC, Abigail Elizabeth Woods, who I think is creative...?

Thank you for all your kinds words; the amount of feedback I get on this story is absolutely incredible. You don't know how happy I feel to hear all your positive things about the story, and how I can make it better, so thank you so much. I love each and every one of you (I can't even name you all now, so here is a general shoutout :P)

This is short as well. Sorry not sorry :P

Side note: I added AU to the summary, since I guess this is considered an AU for the fact that they have a dog, have a house, have a roommate, and are still going on tour at the same time? So...AU now! Woo :P

Chapter 18: Carry-On Luggage

"Guys, for the last time, I am okay." Dan moans while watching Phil pack. "It was just one time, and that's it. I was feeling a bit dizzy last night anyway from all the dancing, so maybe that's why. Plus, I need to stop procrastinating and start packing, so don't pester me 'bout it."

"Dan, you'll never stop procrastinating." Phil says while folding one of his shirts, looking up at him. "And as much as I know you are a toughie, seeing you on the floor at midnight while unconscious is quite distressing. So please tell me if there is anything wrong, because you might actually be sick. And I don't want to get it. Oh my god, what if you end up fainting at the show?"

"Stop panicking, Phil, I won't faint at the show." Dan says, crossing his arms. "You'll fall, but I won't faint."

"Dan, please listen to Phil." Abi pleads. "I'll pack for you, just don't push yourself. Go lie down and rest; seeing you on the floor last night really scared me. I thought you've been abducted, or some crazy stalker kidnapped you."

Hearing the last six words made Dan stumble a bit. He let himself fall on Phil's bed. His face was a bit pale, and Abi was the first to notice.

"Dan, you look like you just seen a ghost." Abi mutters, sitting down beside him. She feels his forehead, and gasps. "I knew it! You are sick. Dan, you're literally boiling."

Dan shakes his head. "No I'm not. It's just...last night."

phil's hair.

black, streaks of ginger.

someone knows where they live.

someone knows everything.

someone knows.

"little snippet of how much i love you"

"Dan?" Phil says, and Dan snaps out of his semi-trance. "You good?"

It was then when Dan realized that Phil had stopped packing and his head was pounding. Abi and Phil were sitting at both his sides now, and he just shakily smiles.

"Sorry, just got...l-lost in thought." Dan stutters a little.

Before Abi and Phil could say anything, Dan stands up quickly.

"I-I think I'm going to go pack now." he says hastily.

He opens his mouth to say something else, but instead, he closes it and walks out of Phil's room. Abi and Phil watch him go down the hall and into his room, almost bumping into Striker, and walking into his room. He closes the door with a small slam.

Abi and Phil exchange looks, and Abi shrugs.

"Do you want to help me run some lines for the last time?" Phil asks.

Abi cheekily smiles. "Alright. Don't expect any phan chemistry though."

As Dan packs his suitcase while listening to Origin of Symmetry for the umpteenth time, he hears a big crash and Abi screaming.

He shoots up quickly, paranoia shooting through him.

It could be them. Dan think timidly, his worries racing. It could be them. They could be breaking in right now, kidnapping him, and stealing everything we own.

Dan drops the shirt he was folding and slams his door open. He runs down the hall, hopping over Striker and sliding across the wooden floors. He nearly tumbles down to the first floor of stairs when he sees it.

Phil's suitcase was open on the floor, with Phil looking at Dan with guilt in his eyes. Abi covers her mouth when she turns around.

"Uh, did I scream too loud?" Abi asks, rubbing the back of her neck. "Er, sorry. Phil just dropped his suitcase down the stairs."

Dan silently blows out a sigh of relief.

"Well, isn't that something new." he says sarcastically, covering up his fears with a smile.

"Hey! It's a heavy suitcase!" Phil defends. "Plus, Abi refused to help me, so you can blame her if you see scratches on our new wooden floors."

"It's dark wood, Phil, nobody will see any scratches." Abi says with a sigh as she runs down the spiral staircase. "Plus, if they do, they will know that it was probably one of us, and will ignore it. We are that predictable."

Phil huffs as he puts back all his clothes in the suitcase, folding them once more. As he folds the shirt he wore the night before, a small piece of paper slips out of the shirt pocket. Before he could pick it up, Abi beats him to it, grabbing it off the floor.

"What's this?" Abi says with a smirk. Dan's eyes widen, clearly intrigued, and he runs down the stairs. Phil chases Abi around the lounge to grab the piece of paper, but Abi climbs on the couch, ready to read the note aloud.

"It's just a receipt from the pizzeria we went to last night!" Phil whines, jumping a bit to try and grab it. "Now give it back before you lose it -"

"Why would it matter if you lost a receipt, Philly?" Dan teases.

"It is important to keep document of all your purchases." Phil defends himself, crossing his arms. "Besides, it was a...a very nice receipt?"

But Phil knew he lost when Abi unfolded the receipt and saw scribbled pen written across the bottom.

"Someone can love you better?" Abi reads aloud. "Rosa?"

"Say what?" Dan exclaims, and Phil flops on the loveseat, muttering as Striker hops on the couch alongside Dan. He peers at the receipt and shows it to Phil, the bold writing making Phil wince at the memory.

"There's a cell phone number on this!" Dan says loudly.

Phil groans in his hands. "No, Dan, it's just a random arrangement of numbers."

"That's not the point!" Abi says, hopping off the couch. "This is the waitress from last night, isn't it? The one that you were talking to before we left? The one that served us and stuff?"

"How do you know that?" Phil asks.

Abi scoffs. "It was on her name tag, dummy."

Phil sighs. "Okay, you're right. I got the waitress' number. But she gave it to me, so it wasn't much effort on my part. I just had to...be there and look cute, I guess."

Abi squeals, and Dan pretends to faint on the couch. Striker howls, which Phil thinks was the most offensive one out of the three.

"Oh my god, you player!" Abi says with a gleam in her eyes. "Why didn't you tell us?"

"Because I knew you'd make a big deal out of it!" Phil says with a meek smile. "Plus...I wanted to surprise you and stuff."

"Are you going to call her is the real question here." Dan says. "When you gonna put that number in your phone and save it is as 'my amazing sugar cupcake' or something?"

"My amazing sugar cupcake?" Phil repeats with a laugh. "That should've been my second channel name."

"Call her!" Abi says. "This Rosa chick seems really nice and stuff."

Phil contemplates on it for a while, and just sighs, walking to the bottom of the stairs throwing it into his suitcase.

"I'll call her later." Phil decides.

Everyone - including Striker - starts whining.

"Stop being such a procrastinator, Phil!" Dan exclaims. "Don't take it from me!"

"Whatever." Phil says with a chuckle. "Don't tell a soul."

Dan and Phil stand at the door with their suitcases as Abi carries her laptop under her arm. Striker sits at her feet, looking up at them.

"Alright, guys, have a great time in America!" Abi says, trying not to show any emotion when she adds, "And I'll miss you both. Striker and I will definitely miss you both. You guys have a great time."

"Are you sure you don't want to come with us?" Phil asks. "You do know that we can get a friend to house sit."

"It's fine, guys." Abi reassures. "I already saw all your UK shows, so I think that is good enough for me. To be honest, your show gets boring after seeing it more than five times, and your jokes get a bit repetitive."

"Hey!" Dan exclaims.

Abi laughs, ruffling his hair. "Kidding, you spoon."

"Speaking of spoons, one should be appearing any time now..." Phil says, checking his watch. Abi raises her eyebrow when it happens.

The doorbell rings, and Striker barks a little. Abi holds him in his arms and Phil swings the door open to introduce two familiar faces.

"What the hell?" Abi says, gently dropping Striker to run around Chris and PJ.

"Ello, ello, love!" Chris announces. "Kickthestickz here, takin' over the Dan and Phil flat for three months!"

"Guys, are you being serious?" Abi says, smiling a bit. "You guys are letting Chris and PJ house sit for three whole months with me? That's not fair! I can't handle their annoying-ness."

"Annoying-ness isn't a word, B-Bug." PJ says. "And I thought you were going with them?"

Abi's eyes widen and Dan and Phil do some jazz hands.

"Surprise!" they sing-song. Abi covers her mouth, nearly crying. Phil smiles.

"Chris and PJ are taking care of Striker and the house for a while, and you are coming with us! You will be at every show -"

"Backstage, of course!" Dan breaks in. "Just in case you get abducted or something."

" - and you will go on the tour bus with us!"

"Guys I'm flattered, but aren't you a bit worried about someone seeing me? They might go all phan psycho." Abi reasons out. "There is no problem in me staying at home with Striker, and I was kidding about Chris and PJ... "

"I mean, that's hard when I already have an extra ticket." Dan says, tossing a ticket towards Abi. Her eyes widen, and there it is; a one way ticket to Florida for TATINOF: USA. She smiles widely as Chris pats her back.

"Can't you see?" he says with a teasing smile. "Danny boy wants to make out with you on the bus."

Abi and Dan blush, but Abi frowns.

"Isn't there one room in that tour bus?" Abi asks. "And only one with a TV?"

Dan and Phil exchange looks. PJ grins.

"So one of you are going to have to room together." PJ says. "I for one think it should be Abi and Dan."

"No, no." Dan says with a sheepish grin. "Phil and I can room together, since Abi is our guest. She can get the room with the TV and stuff..."

"Or you guys can room together and I let you have the TV as a reward?" Phil suggests. "Plus, Dan already won the room with the TV in a bet, and I...I kick in my sleep. So Dan will have to room with Abi."

Dan opens his mouth to protest, but Abi just shrugs.

"I'm cool with that, considering Dan is cool with that?" Abi says cooly, looking at the brunette.

He sighs, closing his eyes.

"Go and pack, tour roomie." Dan says with a small grin. "Or I'll consider stuffing you in a suitcase for the whole flight."

"Dan, don't say that!" Phil says with a grin. "Carry-on costs money!"

Abi laughs and races up the stairs gleefully.

This may be the best three months of my life. Abi says as she throws some clothes in a suitcase.

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