Starting Over ~ A Phan AU

III

Phil's PoV

I jolted awake, sweat covering my fore head. My eyes were wide and full of fear at the dream I had just awoken from. "D-Dan!" I called to my flat mate. Dan came rushing in.

"Phil! What's wrong?" he asked, his voice filled with concern. I didn't say anything. I couldn't. I was frozen with fear. I lifted a shaky hand to my face to wipe away any traces of sadness on my face. Dan ran over and sat on my bed next to me. "Phil," he said, gently placing his arms on my shoulders, "you need to tell me what's wrong."

I swallowed. "Did I...?"

"Did you what?"

I looked up at him and sniffled. "D-did I love someone?"

His face fell more then it already had. "Why?"

"Because I saw them. We hugged and then they got shot and... died. I think. I woke up before it ended. But I remember falling deeply in love with the figure and I know that this moment was real."

He shook his head. "N-no, Phil." He got up to leave, but I grabbed his wrist. "Let go!" He sniffled and I pulled him over so he couldn't escape.

"Tell me the truth," I told him.

"I am telling you the truth!" he snapped.

"No you're not," I said.

He sighed and shook his head. "I don't have time for this Phil," he groaned. He yanked his wrist away and began to leave. Before he did, he looked at me; his big, chocolate brown eyes looked at me with a longing and passion and sadness. My icy blue ones met his in an ultimate staring competition. This felt all too familiar. And... I liked it. I think I liked him. No, that's not right. I need to find the figure.

Finally, he smiled weakly, brown eyes glistening with tears, and left. I quickly picked up my phone and dialed Jamie. "Hello?" I asked, smiling. "Hi, I need some info."

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Chris's PoV

"PJ PJ PJJJ!" I chanted as I ran through his apartment. "PJ-low!" I hadn't gotten a reply, but continued to run through the flat, looking for him. "Peanut butter and jelly! Come out!" I stood in place, listening to the silence. After while, I got fed up with waiting. "Peej!" I shouted.

I heard a bang and a, "Fucking hell Chris!". I smiled and ran towards the sound. When I walked in, he was laying on the floor, holding his face. His phone was on the floor next to him; a new crack was made in it. I chuckled.

"Awe. Poor baby dropped his phone on his face."

"I got scared when you called for me and I was on the floor. I slammed into the dresser and the phone attacked me." I chuckled again and leaned down to give him a quick kiss. He smiled, but then his eyes filled with concern. "Do Dan and Phil know about... us?"

I shook my head. "Do you want to tell them?"

"Kind of. But just them. Okay?" he asked, pleading with his adorable puppy eyes. I smiled and nodded. "Okay. Good. Want to tell them now?"