Dan Howell + Phil Lester fanfic- Falling Phrantically

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Dan

Dena and I wandered around town for a bit, her laughing hysterically as she styled me in various colourful and slightly... Eccentric tops. But I was too happy to intervene, I felt on top of the world! Being single for so long had made me forget how amazing it was to be in a relationship. Granted, I had Phil, but we were more like brothers than lovers. We had both agreed on that a long time ago, even if it had never been said aloud as such. It was a mental agreement.

"You're so pretty." I said to her.
"Jeez Dan, could you be any cheesier?" Dena rolled her eyes and I panicked momentarily. Was I being too cheesy? Too predictable? But then she smiled and everything was ok. After walking around the whole of London, twice, we started to make our way back to her house.
"I just need to get my laptop charger, I left it in the flat." I said quickly, and told her I would come to her house after picking it up.

The flat felt eerily quiet. It was weird not to have the background hum of some strange Japanese video game or the TV. But it was something more, just a general lack of presence. Phil must be out. I guess this is what it must feel like to live alone.

I hunted around my room for the charger, and then realised I had lost it on holiday about a month ago- time to steal Phil's. I wandered into his room, but stopped short when I swung the door open. Crap was strewn on his bed- but not the usual kind. More like clothes and shoes, rather than empty crisp packets and stuffed animals. Eh, whatever, I thought. I found his charger, and stuffed it into a bag. I looked around once more, then I stopped suddenly.

The sound of a key in the lock interrupted the silence. Phil.

Phil

I balanced my travel bag on my lifted knee as I attempted to open the door. At least I had brought a key, one thing I had done right. I wiped my eyes- I was absoloutley exhausted. After sleeping (or rather, not sleeping) in a squeaky single bed in a room that stinked of piss, I was not feeling my best. I had managed to get a train back, using my Oyster card but had had to walk from the station to the flat, which was about 40 minutes, and god knows I am not built for the exercise.

I pushed the door open, and breathed a sigh of relief. An empty flat without Dan and Dena's giggling was so unusual. I went into my room, but stopped in my tracks when I heard something. My body stiffened- someone was in the flat. The shuffling noise was coming from Dan's room. Oh, fuck. What should I do? It must be a robber. Argh! I opened my mouth to shout something, but my body refused. The padding was getting closer, and then I saw a shadow. Jeez, it was like some kind of horror story. As the silhouette neared, my breathing slowed until I was completely still. I could hear it outside my room. I felt my breathing stop completely. And then it took a breath to speak, and I swear I peed a little bit.

Author's Note:

Hey there everyone- I know I haven't updated for aaaaages but now that it is the holidays I am able to write more. I know I say that loads, but I really want to keep this story going and get the main plot/plot twists in place!

Also, I know this chapter is really short, but longer ones are coming. So, thinking of it, is the Phan so hold on in there-the intense fluff will be worth the wait! So yeah, til next time,
Eliza x