Phan Oneshots

We Can Go Elsewhere

Summary: Dan and Phil are best friends as well as next door neighbors, who don't have the best home life. As requested by frandom_trxye

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Dan remembered when Phil Lester had moved next door to him. It was June 11, the day of his tenth birthday, and the new neighbors had come to say hello.

"This is the coolest room ever." Phil had exclaimed, staring at the paper covered walls and large bed in glee. Dan had never thought much about it, but he was happy this boy seemed to love it.

"Thanks." Dan said somewhat shyly. He wasn't use to people complimenting him in any kind of way.

They'd stayed up there for a while, quickly becoming fast friends, and when it was time for Phil to leave, Dan hadn't wanted him to. He was actually rather enjoying himself.

"We're gonna be best friends, alright?" Phil said as he was walking out of the door, gripping Dan's arm tightly. His blue eyes were shining and Dan couldn't help but grin at his eagerness.

"Of course." He responded.

And over the next few years, they became as close as brothers.

Dan had never had someone in his life he could truly confide in, about everything, but now he had Phil, and it was great. Phil was the only one who would listen without interrupting, and he never judged Dan about anything. And the best part, he trusted Dan with personal things about him too.

When Dan starting having issues with older kids in secondary school, he could always go tell Phil, cry on his shoulder and then hang out at his until he was smiling again. Phil never once brought it up unless Dan started it, and he was grateful.

When they were 14, they discovered that their windows were right next to each other, and it would only take a small jump for Phil to be on Dan's rooftop. After that, they would stay up late at night after their parents had gone to bed, and would talk about everything. Dan had actually started to look forward to the end of the day, and Phil would knock lightly on his window, and no matter how cold it was, they'd talk. About nothing, usually, school and people, it wasn't until Year 9 that it became more deep. They'd imagine what the future for them would be like, and how they wanted to leave the world, and once they'd even had a slightly awkward conversation about losing their virginity. Not that it had happened for either of them yet.

A few months later, when Dan's parents started arguing almost every night, Dan would climb out of his window and sit there by himself, and it was like Phil had some sort of Dan-sense, cause he was always there to keep him company. He never asked what the matter was, because they could both hear the obvious yelling and sometimes something being thrown across the room, and Phil would pull him into a hug so that Dan could cry silently.

And then one night, when Dan was almost seventeen and Phil was practically an adult, they were out on the roof. Sharing a blanket cause it was middle of December and they were likely to both get sick anyway.

"Dan?" Phil has said, looking up at the sky pensively. It was close to three a.m., and Dan was on the verge of drifting off. "I can trust you with anything, right?"

Dan looked over at him, wondering why he'd gotten so serious all of a sudden. "Of course you can." He'd said. "Is something wrong?"

Phil paused for a second, and shrugged. "I don't know. Depends on what your definition of wrong is."

He was actually starting to get worried. Phil looked sort of sad, like he didn't know what to do, and Phil was never like this. He was the confident one in this pair.