Phan - The First Kiss

Phil's POV

'He placed a soft kiss upon my lips, for a moment I didn't know how to respond, I'd been in love with him since I first met him, but I never imagined that he felt the same way about me. My heart pounded heavily in my chest, when he pulled away from me and looked me in the eyes. He was so beautiful, when he looked at me like this. I gave him a smile and placed a hungry kiss upon his soft lips, before pulling away again. I placed my forehead against his and whispered those three words "I love you". He smiled and whispered "me too" before he placed another kiss upon my lips.'

I didn't bother reading my fanfic through, so I just posted it. I'd been writing these stories for a long time now, but I'd always been hiding behind a fake account I made some years ago, everybody was convinced that I was a girl living in the north. But that was a lie, I wrote Phan about my best friend and myself, and even though I knew that it was wrong in many ways, I just couldn't help myself. I kept wishing my fantasies and stories to be real, but they would never be.

I just wanted to sit in my room alone, but suddenly my stomach started rumbling. I knew that I had to make myself some breakfast, but I really didn't want to face him right now, my flatmate and best friend. I always felt weird around him after I'd been writing. I sighted, laid my laptop down on the bed beside me, and pushed myself off the bed. I wished for myself that he was still sleeping, but of course, he wasn't. When I walked inside the living room I was met by that great smile of his, the cute one that showed his dimples and made his hazel brown eyes glow. He lay on the sofa only in his PJ's, with his laptop, probably checking YouTube, twitter and such. "Morning Phil" he said smiling "About to make breakfast?" I nodded quickly and walked into the kitchen "you want some?" I looked at him over my shoulder waiting for him to give me an answer; he simply nodded and turned his eyes toward the laptop again.

When I was done with the scrambled eggs and bacon, I placed it upon two plates and brought them into the living room where I handed Dan one of them. I sat beside him as we both ate out food in silence, when we had finished I took the plates and placed them beside the kitchen sink. I smiled at my tanned friend with those beautiful eyes when I entered the living room again "Any plans for today?" I asked him with a great smile. Dan smiled at me and nodded, he looked down at the laptop again saying "I'm meeting Katelyn in town in about two hours". I felt my heart crumple, but I maintained a smile upon my lips, even though I wanted to cry. "Are you using the bathroom first then?" I asked with a fake smile, "yeah" Dan gave me another of his adorable smiles before leaving the living room and walking towards the shower.

I just stood still until I heard him turning on the water, when he finally did I let the tears well up as I ran into my room and closed the door behind me. I tossed myself on the bed and cried silent into the pillow, even though I knew that everything I'd ever written was just imagination, I still kept on dreaming and hoping, I kept on hurting myself. I sat up and stared into the wall. Dan was straight, and if I ever revealed my feelings towards him, it would ruin our friendship, I could never risk that.

I didn't catch it when Dan turned off the water and walked out of the bathroom, not until he knocked my door and opened it slowly. He looked at me with big eyes "What's wrong?" I realised that I still was crying, quickly I wiped away the tears and smiled at him "I'm just a little sleepy" I said with a smile "just yawned". Dan gave me a sceptical look before he smiled to himself "okay, I'm heading out now, see you later" I looked at him and gave another fake smile "Sure, have fun". Dan nodded and left the room, as he left the flat I heard him yell "I'm probably not home before late, so you don't have to make dinner enough for the two of us" Then the door closed behind him and I slowly started crying again, suffering in silence.

Dan's POV

After I'd taken a shower, put on some clothes and straightened out my hair, I walked out of the bathroom. I wanted to say goodbye to Phil before I headed out, Phil, my beautiful, best friend and flatmate. I stopped my thoughts there, cause if let my thoughts take me along I'd never stop thinking about him. I'd been in love with him for years; I realized that about a year ago. And after it hit me that I was in love with my best friend, my male best friend, I started dating again. I knew that Phil and I wouldn't be together, so I had to move on.