The Howlter Family Life [[DISCONTINUED]]

Chapter 23

Dan's POV
I hear Phil from the Living Room. Out of my weird and curious brain, I press my ear against mine and Phil's room.
Phil is on the phone. "But-" I think he got cut off. "O-Okay," He sighs. "Bye," He hangs up the phone. "Who was that?" I ask after I open the door to our room. "Martyn. He needs me to go to Florida, where he is, and he said we need to talk," Phil answers. "Why can't you talk over the phone?" I ask. "I dunno. But he sounded serious," Phil replies. I nod and walk back out to the Living Room. "Dan," Phil calls. "Yes?" I reply. "Do you want me to go?" He asks. "Well, I mean, you have to," I reply. "I don't have to. Do you want me to go?" Phil repeats. "I mean, if it's a family thing, you should go. You shouldn't ask me," I say. Phil smiles widely and kisses my cheek, that now has a deep dimple in it. Phil and I walk out to the Living Room and we see Dil asleep on the couch. "He looks so peaceful," Phil says. "Lets ruin it."
We both walk over to Dil, and the plan is to scream and shake him. "One, two, three," I mouth. We both scream as we shake Dil. He arches his back and falls off of the couch. Phil and I can't breathe. Finally, we get some air. "Jerks!" Dil laughs as he gets up. "It was a fun wake up call, Dilly," Phil giggled. Dil rolled his eyes.
A few days later..
Phil's POV
There is a knock at the door. I wake up, and since Dan is a heavy sleeper, he doesn't wake up. But I wake him up. He groans as he yawns and gets back into his comfortable position he was in when we were cuddling. "Dan, wake up," I whisper. I check the time on my phone. Its 4:32 AM. Who would knock at a time like this? I get a little freaked out and tell Dan to get a bag or something while I get a flash light. We slowly walk to the door and I check to see who it is. There is a man in a suit standing there. "The fuck?" Dan whispers. "Sh!" I whisper. "This is one of the CBAs, one of the Complaint of Buildings Agent! Open up!" A man with a deep voice said.
A/N: idk what they're called but....continue
"Why are they here?" I asked. Dan shrugged his shoulders. He slowly opened the door and we let the man in. "Why are you here, sir?" I asked. "4 people complained about your noise behavior yesterday and they told us what floor you live on, so, I'm here," The Man Explained. "Whats your name?" Dan asked. "Daniel," The man answered. "My name is Daniel," Dan said. "Cool. Anyway, I am here to tell you that you are being kicked out," The man turned to the door. "What?!" Dan and I yelled at the same time. "Dan, Phil?" A voice asked. It was Dil. "Dil, honey, go back to bed," Dan said. "Why is there a man in a suit standing by our door?" Dil asked. Dan sighed. "Tell him," I said. Dan nodded and told him. "WHAT?!" Dil yelled. "Wait, you guys are...ugh," The man said, sounding disgusted. Dan, Dil and I turned our heads to the man. "Excuse me?" Dil asked angirly as he slowly walked towards the man. Dan and I are angry, but we stop Dil from hurting the man. Dil immediately calms down right as we grab his arms. He stays there. "Don't ever talk shit about my parents, or gays," Dil said. "You leave tomorrow at 4 PM. Oh yeah, and someone complained about Daniel's laugh. They said how annoying it was, they recorded audio of you laughing, and even I agreed about your laugh," The man said. Dan and I quickly walked to the man, but Dil stopped us. We sighed, and walked back to Dil. "Go pack your things," The man said as he shut the door and left.
We are leaving the apartment? We are leaving London? Home?