Phan-One shots

Skates

Oh god oh god oh god oh god....

This is literally the most terrifying thing ever.

My knees are shaking violently and I just want out!

I've never been ice skating before, and of course Phil insisted. It was his choice for date night and I love Phil dearly, but this is literally the most embarrassing thing that I have ever done, apart from 'Hello Internet' of course!

My whole body is relying on Phil as I clutch onto him in poor attempt not to fall straight on my face. Luckily Phil seems to be enjoying watching me struggle with keeping my balance.

I meet Phil's gaze, his expression is bright and cheery as usual. "You're doing alright for your first time skating."

I cant help but grin like an idiot, he's just so adorable and sweet. "Heh, only you would say that.."

"That might be true, but its because I love you." My heart did a little back flip and I can feel my cold, pale cheeks start to heat up. "Hold my hand and I pull you around."

I hesitantly gave up my grip on Phil's torso and grabbed both of his hands, almost falling in the process.

Phil started to skate backwards and make swift turns on the ice, creating that satisfying sound that your skates make when you scrape against the ice with them.

On our third lap... maybe.. I lost count, I was paying too much attention to Phil. He looked so damn cute when he's concentrated. He pulled me closer to kiss me. I smiled into his lips and let goose bumps cover my skinny arms.

"What was that for?" I said blushing.

"Just because I can.." He said with kind of a cheeky tone.

We continued to skate, but we stood closer this time, with my hands on hips and his on my arms keeping me steady.

Every now and again Phil would give me random kisses, I reacted the same way every time, completely star struck.

Never did fourteen year old Dan actually think that he would be where he is now, together with his favorite YouTuber, or being able to kiss him whenever he felt like it.

"You promised me to at least try and learn how to skate on your own." Phil said kissing my nose sweetly.

I moved forward to hug him, and rested my head on his chest. "I'm fine here."

"Dan.."

I just shook my head, no.

"Fine.." He started to move again, more towards the middle of the rink, avoiding large bodies that could probably crush the both of us.

He stopped in the very middle and let go of me completely so that my whole body was weak and shaking out of fear. "P-Phil.." I whisper hesitantly.

But before I could process anything that was going on around me, Phil had already turned to skate to one side of the rink. "Phil!" I practically yell at him.

Although he had a slight look of sympathy for me, he stays where he is. "Please.. come back. I need help."

"You can do it yourself Dan, just skate towards me." I think about how much I want to be held in Phil's embrace once again, but I also think about the worst case scenario of falling and being trampled by passing skaters.

"I don't think I can.." I know that Phil was doing this with the very best of intentions, but I am literally so close to tears.

"Come on love, you told me that you were going to try and skate a bit tonight." And I did, mainly just to make Phil happy before we left the house.

I nod silently and start to slide one of my skated against the ice, than the other skate, and before I knew it I was safe beside Phil. "You did it!" He exclaimed gleefully.

"I cant believe you made me do that." I hit him in the arm playfully. He just giggled and turned my hand to hold it and link our fingers. Every one of our movements were slow and careful. He pulled me closer to face me and rest his nose on mine.

Blood rushed to my cheeks and all I could do was smile like an idiot. He started to trace patterns onto my back to build the moment.

A soft sound of guitar sounded over the speakers, mine and Phil's song.. Thinking Out Loud. "Dance with me?" He asked.

"How are we going to dance? I can barely stand on the ice." I speak quietly against his lips.

"I'll lead." He separated from me briefly to drag me over to a corner where nobody was really standing.

We returned to our prior position and Phil slowly spun me in a small circle. I started to steal a few quick kisses. I can feel my cheeks heat up and Phil notices, causing him to giggle.

Before the song ended Phil full on kissed me. Our lips moved in sync and I bit his bottom lip, causing him to smile and kiss me again.

The song ended and I whispered a quick 'I love you' he said it back and gave me one last kiss that lingered for a while.

two screams could be heard in the distance, and they were getting closer. They weren't scared screams, they were very distinct, phangirl screams.

"Oh my god! Phan is real!" One shouted as she stood next to us. We quickly separated our kiss and our embrace, knowing that we were supposed to be 100% no homo girl magnets.

"I ship you guys so much!" Another girl shouted. I looked over at Phil who seemed terrified.

They started to scream again, bring loads of attention to us.

Phil still had his arm around my waist to keep me steady.

I could feel tears start to well up in my brown eyes, and Phil didn't look very scared anymore, just frustrated.

"Look, you cant tell anybody about this!" Phil almost shouted at them, tightening his grip on my waist protectively.

Neither of the two girls had seen Phil this upset or angry, and frankly, neither have I. They were in complete shock.

They both nodded and apologized for being so nosy.

Once they were gone Phil looked down at me. "I'm sorry.."

"For what?" I asked. wiping one of my tear stained cheeks.

"For being so stupid, we should have gone somewhere more private for date night.. now those girls are probably going to go and tell everyone." He intertwined our fingers and lead the both of us to take our skated off and go home.

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We were both sat on the couch, me sitting in Phil's lap and his fingers tangled up in my hair. I finally spoke up. "Maybe we should tell them.. about us." I suggested hesitantly.

"Who?"

"Our whole audience.."

"Why, Dan? I thought you wanted to keep our relationship private." He asked kissing my forehead.

"Yeah, but I hate not being able to hold your hand in public, or have dates, or kiss."

Phil just nodded. "So are we telling them?" He asked.

"Yeah.."