Coffee and Love

Ready, Set...Never mind

A week later I was in Dan and Phil's apartment, watching as they played video games against some of their friends. "Phil, live show." I reminded him like he had asked, motioning to the clock.

"Oh, right. I forfeit then." He put down his controller and got up, stopping in the doorway as I didn't move from the couch. "Aren't you coming, Little Intern?"

"It's your live show, why would I be coming?" I asked, lazily reaching for his abandoned controller. "I'd much rather try to learn how to play...is this Mario?"

Dan and PJ laughed hard at my question, leading me to believe they were not playing Mario. "I mean, you can try to play with us, but I've seen your gaming videos with Sam and Gia. You're just going to lose." Dan snickered.

Phil reached over and scooped me up in his arms, making me drop the controller in shock. "Hey! Put me down!" I protested. I groaned as he tossed me onto the bed. "I'm not going to be on your live show. I look like crap today."

"You look fine." Phil frowned, kissing my nose.

"I'm wearing your shirt and a pair of shorts and my hair's in a ponytail and my makeup is just leftover from last night and the phangirls are going to know I spent the night here." I whined.

"Cool, I think it's time we told them anyways." Phil admitted, tugging me next to him as he logged into younow. "We've been dating for almost two months now."

"And I only have a month left in London." I countered. "Are we going to still be dating after that month? Because if not, what's the point of even telling them? I don't want a public breakup."

Phil paused then took my hands. "Who said anything about breaking up when you go back to America?"

"I...I don't know, I just assumed." I muttered. "I didn't get the BBC media job. And everyone except Brianna knows I'm not gonna get a place on Hot Mess. So I'm gonna have to go back to America and I figured you wouldn't want to do long distance."

Phil rubbed his thumbs over the backs of my hands. "Nikki, I don't want us to break up simply because of distance."

"This is a really big distance and I don't know how long I'll be in America again or if I'm-"

"A robot squirrel?" Phil interjected. He always found a way to turn my serious ramblings into jokes. "Because I don't care about either. We'll roll with the punches. I want us to date until ones of us falls out of love, not because one moves away."

"I still don't want to tell the fans. They're gonna think I'm using you for fame." I said miserably.

"Please?" Phil asked "I want them to know. Mostly because I want to do stupid crazy romantic things with you and stop hiding it. I want to hold your hand and kiss you in videos and do those stupid boyfriend/girlfriend challenges. The phandom, as crazy as they may be, are a part of my life and it doesn't feel right keeping you hidden."

I sighed, hiding my head in his chest. "Fine." I grumbled, my mood brightening a little as he kissed me and pulled me into his lap. "But you're lucky you're cute."

Phil just reached over and started the live stream. "Hello, little raspberries!" he greeted and I couldn't hold back my laughter. I completely lost it and laughed hysterically into his shoulder for a good sixty seconds. "Oh, come on, Little Intern. Nikki, stop laughing. Nikki, I demand you stop laughing at me."

"Sorry, sorry." I wiped at my eyes. "I just...little raspberries? Really, Phillip?"

"What? I'm thinking about the cobbler you made today. Internet, did you know Nikki could bake? Oh, right she makes baking videos. I guess you did know that. Nikki, say hello to everyone."