Ahem, I have something to say: Danisnotonfire and Amazingphil.
That is all.
Enjoy.
Phil POV
"Phil! PHIL! PHILLIP! PHILLIP LESTER, AWAKE, YOU SLEEPY DINOSAUR!" Someone was shaking me awake, pulling me out of a very, very good dream involving... that very same person who was shaking me awake.
Dan Howell, my best friend. But let's just say this... My dream wasn't about us being just best friends.
"What the fuck, Dan, it's like, eight am." I sat up and watched him dash in the direction of my computer. Yes, I loved my best friend. I had done for a while now, but I was too afraid to tell him. What if he got angry and moved out? Worse, what if he kicked me out?
But maybe, just maybe, I had a chance...
"Yeeess, I know, but haven't you forgotten?" He turned to me, a big grin on his face. "V- log day!!!"
He danced back up to me, grabbed my arm and pulled me out towards the kitchen. His grip was kinda painful, but his hands were so warm. How does he keep his hands so warm? Does he have like, an invisible hand warmer or...
I shook my head, trying to wake up a little more so my thoughts could be clearer. "Ah. Yes. Breakfast, the most important meal of the day." I sat clumsily in my seat and watched as Dan pushed towards me what pretty much looked like a freaking buffet, let alone a breakfast. "Dude, really? You shouldn't have, Daniel," I said, hand on my heart as I grinned at him.
"It's mine too," he said, pulling the milk and cereal bok towards him and filling a bowl with cornflakes. He sprinkled a little sugar over it flamboyantly, and dug in enthusiastically.
I watched him for a moment, a small smile on my face, then reached for the stack of toast. Maybe, one day, I could tell him... but for now, we were just friends.
I know it's really short, sorry! It's in more than one part. Hope you enjoyed it! :D
