Phan

Phil's mum

----A/N: this part has not got very good vocab(I have been stuck with people who don't have very intelligent conversations, so I've been stressing my mind just to reduce my IQ(if that doesn't sound harsh, if it did I'm sorry!))

Also, please take a second to acknowledge the title of this chapter. Thanks ^_^ haha

----still Dan's POV----

The next morning I found myself in Phil's bed. The sun was shining brightly through the window, an orangey-yellow glow peeped through. I could hear something sizzling in the kitchen and a warming sausage-egg-toast-bacon smell. Phil I could hear on the Phone.

I got up and walked into the living room, I saw Phil on the sofa just putting away his phone.

"Hey, guess who?" I asked him cheekily, placing my arms around his neck behind him.

"Hey, you smell beautiful." He smiled, I could feel his smile by my hands, "Come here!" He whipped me around and sat me on his lap. He wrapped his arms around me and I turned to look at him.

Deep blue eyes met my chocolate brown ones, his grin met mine as I pushed my lips into his. He started to stroke my lips with his tongue. I teased him for a moment by not allowing him entry but I couldn't wait any longer.

I let him in, and I could feel him smile as I did.

Our tongues were entwined, twisting and turning around each other. He released one of his hands from around my waist and tangled his finger in the hair at the back of my head, pushing myself even further into him. I grabbed his other hand and and entwined my fingers in his. My other hand, however, found its way underneath his shirt and I started to rub his bare back.

"OH MY GOD!!!" Shouted a familiar voice.

"Mum!" Phil jumped up in shock.

I leapt from Phil's lap and onto the next sofa.

Phil's mum just stood in the doorway, mouth open wide.

"How did you get in?" Phil asked, he was quickly turning a sort of crimson. I was too mortified to speak.

"Door... Open..." Is all she seemed to manage to get out of her mouth. "Sister... Positive... Bye." She quickly walked out the door.

Phil waited about two seconds, looking indecisive, then he jumped from his seat and pursued his mum, while I just sat on the seat feeling helpless.

I could hear shouting going on from outside in the corridor outside the apartment. Phil Vs his mum. I ran out into the hallway and into my room, I face palmed my bed and my pillow which quickly became wet from the tears which leaked threateningly from my eyes. I quietly sobbed, burying myself in my quilt and pillow as I heard Phil rush in breathing heavily through his teeth.

"Dan?" I could hear him fight away his tears too as I gave a quiet sob and he rushed into my room.

"Dan! I'm-" "Phil I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen. I didn't-" my voice, muffled, was then interrupted by phil "it's not your fault Dan! My mum had only come 'round to give me some news" he sniffed as small rivers fell down his face.

Phil sat on my lap and wrapped his arms around me, burying his head into my neck, sobbing recklessly, as I stroked his hair as comfortingly as I could.

"I'm sorry" I whispered into his ear.

"What for?"

"I've embarrassed you."

"I don't care" "why?"

"I love you, Dan. Nothing will change that."

"I love you Phil".

He looked up as me, his eyes red and puffy.

He raised his hand and stroked my hair too, pushing it softly out of my face, "I love you more!" "Oh that's just cheesy!' I giggled, "but true all the same!" We laughed.

"Where shall we go this afternoon?" Phil asked. "We'll I was kind if hoping wed stay here, I'm a little cold and I'd just like to cuddle with you a while" I looked at Phil, I pleaded dramatically. "Fine! Shall we watch a movie?" He chuckled. "What should we watch? Or need I ask?" I said to Phil.