Behind The Camera

Edit That Bit Out

*Phils POV*

"Right, @dilsemogoose wants us to take a selfie," I say, reading the tweet before looking at the camera.

Dan grabs his phone and turns on the camera, turning it to selfie mode. "Peace or no peace?" Dan asks.

"Peaaaaceee!" I shout, laughing.

Together we pose, then Dan posts it on instagram. It's immediately swamped in likes and comments, most of them viewers. I smile and once again I'm grateful for meeting my bestfriend.

We continue filming the video, our sharpie whiskers slowly rubbing off.

"Right, this is the last one," says Dan.

"Okay, go on then, " I say, slightly sad. I always hate coming to the end of a Phil Is Not On Fire -  they're my favourite videos to film yet we only make them once a year.

"Okay, @vloggingyoutubers wants us to have a staring contest, " Dan reads, grinning his cute cheeky grin.

"1… 2… 3… GO!" I shout, turning to face him.

Staring into his eyes, I notice their colour. Today they're an even chocolatier brown than usual. To me, they're beautiful.

After about fifteen seconds, my eyes start to sting and water. I notice his caramel delights doing the same. We blink at the same time ; at least, I think - I can't be sure been as my eyes were shut obviously.

Instead of moving away, we continue to stare. The emotions his eyes give away begin to change - to begin with they were competitive, a thirst to win. Now, however, they are soft, enthralling and…

No, it can't be. I'm being stupid. Of court they aren't loving. No one's in live with me, they dorky,  ugly freak Phil Lester.

I'm about to move on when I suddenly notice how close we've gotten. Uncontrollably, I begin to drift in.

Before I can say a word, Dan's lips are moving in unison with mine.  It's a soft and tender kiss, but it doesn't fail to start my heart pounding and set my lips on fire.

I've never felt this way before. I've been kissed by a few girls,  of course, but it's never particularly meant much. The moment has just never felt right.

This, however, couldn't be more different. I feel alive, more than ever before. I think it must be Dan - he gives me life.

All too soon, I need to breathe. I pull away relunctantly, gasping for air.

It's then that I realise what just happened. Dan does too.

"Shit, " I mumble. Fuck, I never swear. Except just then. Twice. Thats what Dan does to me, you see.

I avoid eye contact awkwardly.  My eyes fall on my camera, sitting on the tripod. The red light to show it's recording is on,  boring into my soul.

I hastily stumble backwards, away from Dan, towards the door. "Uhm, edit that bit out," I manage to mumble out. 

The plain white wall of the hallway cuts between us, leaving nothing but a suffocating awkwardness in the air.

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Unedited, sorry for any typos.

~ Frey❤