I rolled over, about to pass out. I was too tired to stay up this late anymore. I could hear the crackles of the thunder and lighting coming from outside. The blowing of the trees sounded from my window. I watched intently as the rain poured down, like the sky was crying. I loved storms, unlike most people.
Every time there was a crackle, blow of wind, flash of lighting, or the rain started to come down harder, I could hear Phil whimper. I felt so bad for him. I never knew he was afraid of storms until now. I really want to go and comfort him, but I thought it would be weird.
My eyelids started to droop, and I began to drift off. I heard my door squeak open suddenly.
"Ummmmm, Dan?" Phil mumbled from the door. A loud boom of thunder sounded, and a whimper escaped Phil's lips just as fast as the thunder roared.
I rolled over and opened my arms for him, sitting straight up. He ran to my bed, and I could feel it sink down as he leaped into my arms. He placed his Totoro down by my legs, and I layed him back. I walked over to my door, and heard Phil jump and another scared noise be removed from him because of a flash of lightning and a crack of thunder. I closed my door, and went to the side of my bed he was in. I told him to lay down, and tucked him under the covers.
I crawled to the other side of the bed and got under the sea of bed-sheets as well. The wind blew and he nuzzled himself into me.
"Phil?" I felt him nod in reply. "I'm gonna go make some tea for us. Will you be okay?"
I shook his head. I sighed, unable to come up with a way to make him feel better. I really didn't want to leave Phil, but I had to do something. I would much rather just sit with him and his cute self.
The truth was that, I had a massive crush on Phil. I tried not to show it, but I wanted to tell him sometime soon. I really wanted to know what he felt and what he would say. I wanted to know more than I wanted to stay with him right now.
"What if I left the lights on?"
"Okay," he muttered, barely audible. I could tell he was a little unsure and apprehensive.
"Be brave for me?" I lifted his head with my hand. He looked down, breaking the wonderful eye contact, leaving me empty, and blushed. He nodded, and I hugged him.
"I'll be as quick as I can." I got up, and put on some plaid pajama pants on, and made my way to my door, Phil's eyes following me the whole way. I flicked on the lights, and Phil hid under the duvet. I laughed and Phil slowly peeked his head up from the blanket, squinting his eyes.
I made my way out to he kitchen, a smile plastered onto my face. I started the kettle, and watched the storm out the window. I started to song an old song my grandmother used to listen to when I was a child. She would sing it to me when I was afraid of a storm.
"Don't know why, there's no sun up in the sky, stormy weather, since my man and I ain't together, keeps raining all of the time." The kettle whistled and I got two mugs out. As I added sugar and milk, I heard a crack from outside, and saw something swiftly fall past the window.
The lights flickered and soon the whole block was pitch black and dead of power. A heard a yelp from Phil, and I began to pick up the tea cups.
I felt two arms sling around me, and I let go of the cups, resting them back onto the counter. I grabbed the two hands connected to the arms and held them tight. The pale, cold skin felt foreign to me.
"Dan, keep singing," I head Phil mummer. I nodded in reply and thought of the lyrics. Another crack of thunder went, and Phil jumped, squeezing me tightly.
"Life is bare, gloom and misery everywhere, stormy weather, stormy weather, and I just can't get my poor self together, oh I'm weary all of the time, the time, so weary all of the time. When he went away, the blues walked in and met me, oh yeah if he stays away, old rocking chair's gonna get me, all I do is pray, the Lord will let me, walk in the sun once more. Oh I can't go on, can't go on, can't go on, everything I have is gone, stormy weather, stormy weather, since my man and I, me and my daddy ain't together, keeps raining all of the time, oh, oh, keeps raining all of the time, oh yeah, yeah, yeah raining all of the time, stormy stormy, stormy weather, yea." I sang the rest of the song to Phil, and swayed back and forth with his arms slug and snug tight around my blank torso.
When I finished, Phil let go, and I grabbed the tea cups, making my way to the couch in the lounge. I dropped them on the table, and motioned for Phil to sit down. He did as I pleaded, and I ran to his room.
"Dan?!" Phil shouted nervously. I ran back in, barring his duvet and both of our 3DS's. He relax at the sight of me.
I sat next to him, handing him his game-player, and putting mine and the comforter down. I slipped on the shirt I also grabbed and sat. I threw the blanket over us both and watched as Phil giggled. He was so cute!
"Yeah! I won finally!" Phil looked so cute when he was happy. He seemed to not mind the storm, beating harder and harder out the window, anymore, and was just glad to be here with me. I felt the same way towards him.
"Hey, Dan?" I looked up at him, with a curious expression on his face.
"Yeah?"
"Where did you learn that song you sung before? It was nice. I liked it, but it doesn't seem like a song that would be around now." He smiled at me, and I chuckled at his knowledge of the kind of music times.
"My grandma used to sing it to me when I was afraid of a storm outside," I admitted, shyly.
"Can you sing it again. I love your voice." I blushed at Phil's sweet and genuine comment, and began to sing the classic again.
By the time I finished the song, Phil was asleep with his head in my lap. I picked him up in my arms, like a bride, and carried him into my room. I struggled to hold him as I tried to flick the light switch back off, just in case the power came back on in the middle of the night, even though it was already like two in the morning. I doubted the power wold come back for a few more days, but I could hope, right?
I tucked Phil in, and got into my bed myself. This night was the best yet in my life. i turned to Phil and kissed his forehead.
"I love you," I whispered. Phil snuggled in closer to me. I snuggled him with open arms.
Phil nuzzled his face into my neck. He placed a kiss onto the soft, tan skin there.
"I love you too, Daniel Howell."
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AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!! I'm skriking! Well not really, but his went down a totally different road then planned, and I love it!! The song Dan sings is Stormy Weather by Etta James, great song btw! Love you all!! <3<3
