This is not what you call "Just Friends"

chapter 6

So sorry i havent updated in a month because I had a huge project due worth half my semester grade but hey so this story is coming to an end soon, but I have a great story idea that you guys will like [hope fully]
Enjoy this part!!

Phil decided to do his live show on the Saturday after his birthday. He thanked everyone for the birthday wishes, and was glad people didn't bring up the valentine's video in the chat. Dan was out, and Phil decided to do the live show around 8 p.m., as Dan was out working late for BBC and wasn't supposed to be hone until 9:30. Meanwhile, Dan had finished his work (he was helping with scripts for upcoming shows) for BBC early, and couldn't wait to get home and watch a movie with Phil as Phil said his live show would be on Sunday this time. Phil was talking about weird animals and their different kinds of noises when Dan walked into the lounge, his house keys jingling from his pocket. "Phil! I called and texted you, why didn't you answer? I was worried. So philly , and plans for tonight? How about a movie marathon with cuddling and popcorn, or a kissing contest, I would win of course! I can't believe you ended up breaking the slats on my bed. Now I can't pretend I actually sleep in my room and how blahblahblah..." Dan babbled as he sat down and instantly grabbed Phil's hand. "I also got my haircut shorter, just like yours! You said I would look better with shorter hair, but my fringe is too short." Dan reached over and kissed phil straight on the lips, but Phil strangely hadn't said a word. "What are you doing? Editing a video fo-" Dan suddenly looked at Phil's screen, the younow tab opened, with his face reflected back to him. Phil sat there his pupils growing large as he realised what Dan just did. "Oh uh uhm I'll be in my r-room.." Dan murmured, then bolted. Phil just managed to say "I have to go, see you guys next week." as he clicked end broadcast. "Dan! Why did you do that?!?" Shouted Phil, with fear in his voice, making it waver. He walked into his room to find Dan on the floor, his tall and lanky frame curled up on his bed. He was crying.

"I- Im SORRY!" Dan sobbed, as he felt the bed creak as Phil sat next to him. Phil tilted his head in confusion "Didn't you know I was doing my regular live show time today? I told you Sunday was for next week." Phil said softly, as if his voice became louder Dan would break into a million pieces. "Oh." Was all Dan managed to say. "Oh." " I guess.... We kind of just came out.... in front of 9000 people." Dan murmured and chuckled slightly, brushing his fringe to the side as he wiped the tears of his face. "It's okay Dan, it'll all be fine." Phil replied, as he reached over to wrap Dan in a bear hug. "I'm so sorry, again." Dan replied, his head in the crook of Phil's neck. As they sat there cross legged with Phil's mismatched socks and Muppet PJ bottoms, and Dan's Zelda T-shirt and black jeans, the rain started to fall outside as they were still intertwined, giving comfort even if no words were exchanged.
** Later around 11 p.m.**
Dan was sitting in between Phil's legs on the lounge couch, in two heaps of blankets and hot chocolate while they watched 4 re-runs of Death Note. (Before, Dan apologised about 2 million times, while Phil told him it was okay and they'd get a video over with really quick).
Everything was balanced. London was sleeping. Dan and Phil were wide awake, eager to wrap their arms around each other in the most homo kind of way
To be continued

**Thanks for sticking around lovelies, the last chapter will hopefully be up sometime next week. Hopefully I'll upload my new fanfic during spring holiday : )

Bye for now!! X

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