Happy Mistakes? - Phan

Chapter Sixteen

*Phil's POV*

WHAT. DID DAN HOWELL JUST SAY HE LIKED ME?! No, I must be dreaming. No way in hell Dan would ever like me back. Right?

I was drawn out of my thoughts by the sound of footsteps running away from me. Dan was no longer in front of me, but I heard the door of his room slam shut. He must have thought I didn't love him back. I needed to tell him otherwise, before he did something stupid like get a girlfriend.

I crept down the hall to Dan's door, and knocked softly.

"Dan? Can I come in?" I asked, not wanting to upset him even more. When I didn't get a reply, I slowly pushed open his door and stepped into his room. Once my eyes had adjusted to the dim lighting - Dan like his room to be semi-dark - I saw a Dan-shaped lump curled up in the middle of his bed. I walked over to it and put my hand where I thought his shoulder was. "Dan? Are you alright? Just, look at me real quick, ok?"

The lump shifter slightly, and I saw a hand poke out from under the covers. Dan slowly pulled them back, and squinted up at me.

"Phil?" he asked. "What do you want?" I just lay down next to him and wrapped him up in a hug, waiting for the tears that I hadn't noticed up until then to stop flowing. When he had calmed down a bit, I turned him around to face me.

"Dan... I-I... You're right this is hard to say," I took a deep breath, and looked him straight in eye. "I really like you too. Have for a while now," I said, grinning at him. Since I was staring straight at him, I could see the happiness wash across his features, pushing away the worry and regret. Soon we were both just grinning at each other, still wrapped up in each other's arms.

Of course, something had to ruin the perfect moment, and that something happened to be my thumb. I hissed in pain, withdrawing my left arm from its position around Dan's shoulder. My thumb was throbbing with pain, and at that moment I really wanted to cut it off for interrupting me and Dan.

"Oh Jesus Phil, are you sure you're ok?" Dan asked, back to being concerned and worried.

"Well, I'm really not sure. We should definitely call the doctor or something," I said, slowly getting up from Dan's bed. He followed right behind, phone in hand, already dialing the hospital's number. We were lucky, because Dr. Watson had given us his phone number while I was getting ready to leave the hospital. He was able to arrange an appointment for 5 pm the following afternoon, and Dan and I thanked him before hanging up.

"So, what should we do now?" Dan asked, leaning against our fridge. I thought for a moment.

"Movie. Definitely a movie day,"

"What should we watch?

"Horror?"

"Sure,"

"Have you seen Carrie? I've heard it's not that scary, but it has a great plot,"

"Sure I guess,"

We walked back into our living room, and I clicked onto Netflix. After we had settled down into watching the film, I felt Dan scoot over until he was right next to me. Once more, we were huddled together, and there was no place I'd rather be.

After another few minutes Dan spoke up.

"So, Phil... Does this make us, like... You know..." he said, sounding extremely nervous. I was hoping I knew what he was asking, but I wasn't sure.

"Make us what?" I prompted, trying to get him to say it.

"Well, boyfriends," he whispered, his blush showing even in the dim lighting.

"Only if you want to be,"

"That would be really nice..."

I smiled at him, and he smiled back at me, seemingly content with how things had worked out. We resumed watching the movie, which had turned out to be pretty amazing. When it was over, I was yawning like crazy and half asleep. I had allowed my eyes to drift shut, so while I couldn't see, I certainly felt Dan pick me up bridal style and carry me into my room. He set me down gently, and got under the covers alongside me. I was asleep seconds later

*Dan's POV*

YYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!! PHIL LIKES ME BACK! So, did I tell you, or did I tell you? Yeah, yeah. Thanks I guess. I'm here all day every day. I should hope so. Otherwise, I'd be kind of fucked. True, true.

I propped myself up on my elbow and looked down at the sleeping form of Phil. He was so damn cute when he was sleeping. The way his mouth was slightly open. The small snores that sounded every so often. The way his hair flopped over his forehead. Everything about him was so... perfect. He was perfect. I still couldn't believe that he would feel the same way I did about him. Well, maybe not quite the same. I was pretty sure I was in love with him, but it just felt too soon to say that. Maybe eventually. Hopefully, it would be sooner rather than later...

Hello.

How are you?

I'm ok. Not really happy with this chapter before. I wasn't sure how to get them together officially, and I feel like I kind of rushed it. Oh well. I'm too lazy to change it. Hope you enjoyed!

ADIOS MY DINGOES ~ Hailey