Phil's POV:
What? WHAT?!?
Did Dan Howell just kiss me?
Is this real life?
I pulled away after an extremely long, and amazing kiss, and silence fell across the room. Things were so tense.
It was about a minute until Dan spoke up,"So.....I'm gonna go. Sorry for ruining our friendship, and I'll see you never. Bye!" He was getting his coat and shoes on. "Dan, wait." He looked up with tears in his eyes. I stood up and took his hand in mine. We were an inch away from each other and I just had to do it. I leaned in slowly and stopped at his lips, feeling his breath on mine. He closed the distance, and it was magical. Fireworks went off in my head, like everything you see in the movies. There was so much passion, so much...need. I needed this. And he did too.
Dan's POV:
Making out with Phil.....like everything you would've expected. He was soft, and sweet. Gentle since the very first connection. His hands were on my waist, and fuck this seemed right.
My hands were on his neck, casually running through his hair. It was so soft. We were kissing like we had done this a million times before. Tongues perfectly placed with every movement, hands moving constantly around on each others bodies while our bodies were colliding with each other, the friction between us was unbearable.
We moved to the couch, not once breaking the kiss. He was on top of me, moving down to kiss my neck, when I stopped him. "Phil. As much as I'm enjoying myself immensely, we need to talk about this." "Okay." He got off of me and sat next to me, facing me. Oh boy....
"So..."
"So..."
Yep, this was fun.
"Okay let's just get right into it because I regret stopping you now." We laughed but Phil nodded. "Yeah, there's never a good way to do this." "Hey, you never know." "Okay so wait..you have a girlfriend, don't you?" "Well actually.....I lied about her. I was just trying to make you think I had a girlfriend so that....actually.....I don't know why." "I can tell. So, if you don't have a girlfriend, then you like me?" I looked down and nodded shyly. He lifted my chin up to look at him. "Hey, I like you too." He smiled assuringly. "Really? I don't mean to sound like a cheesy stereotypical teenage girl but..really?" "Yes you silly. I have since 2009." "This is amazing. I'm really glad Phil." "Me too. Now shut up so that we can continue where we left off."
Woah, so is this what Phil is like in the bedroom? I guess we'll find out.
He laid me back on the couch again and immediately started kissing me. Nothing but passion. Not stopping kissing, I attempted to unbutton his shirt vigorously, feeling around his chest. His collarbones....fuck.
We broke the kiss as he took my shirt off. He started kissing my neck, going lower and lower down my chest until he reached my pants. He looked up at me, his eyes asking if he could continue.
I nodded, whilst biting my lip, the feeling being too immense right now. I was going to let him continue until after he finished unzipping my pants. I couldn't let him go this far. Not yet. "Phil. Phiiil. Wait. Fuck, I want you to keep going but I want to start this right." "Yeah, I can really tell that from that bulge in your pants." He perked up his eyebrows in cockiness. "Shut up you twit. Now zip up my pants." He chuckled and did as told. I put my shirt back on, as did he.
"We will continue this later in our relationship, right?" He asked concerned. "Wait what?" "What?" "You said 'our relationship'...does that mean...?" He looked shocked and embarrassed. "Oh! Well, I just kind of figured. We don't have to if you don't want to. I mean, it would be kind of nice but..." He trailed off, flustered. I kissed him sweetly. I said "Hey, it's alright. (IF IT MAKES YOU FEEL ALIVE! If anyone gets that reference, I will love you forever.) We can make this happen however you want it too." He kissed me in agreement and nodded. "I just don't want to do anything you're not comfortable with."
"You almost gave me a blowjob and you're worried about what I'm comfortable with?" We laughed hard and he punched me in the shoulder. "Actually shut up!" "You know I'm kidding."
A few hours passed and we had gotten to do that movie thing together. We had gotten a blanket and cuddled whilst watching Inside Out.
About 15 minutes before the end, Phil had fallen asleep on me. His head was on my shoulder, and I found him extremely adorable while sleeping. Creepy but true. His eyes fluttered, meaning he was dreaming, and he had a little smile on his face. I picked him up bridal style and had carried him to his room. He was surprisingly light for a 29 year old. I kissed him on the forehead and went back to my room to try and sleep. Even though I knew it was no good, my mind would just be filled with images of Phil, as my new boyfriend.
Thursday, 11:23 pm
"Phil" has been changed to "Phil❤️"
Stay classy guys, peace out✌🏼️
