I'm screaming inside, because I have nothing to doubt about this situation.
Phil Lester actually just said we're dating and have been dating for 5 years.
But of course, the first thing that just has to come out of my mouth is, "Is this some kind of joke?"
Phil's face goes whiter than it already was. "So you don't have f-feelings for me a-anymore?"
I panic, "No- no! I'm just surprised, and-"
"So, you don't mind if I ask you formally out on a date?" The last three words he says make my heart rate violently increase.
"Of course I don't mind, b-but, I just, it's basically like it's starting all over again..." I can't help my eyes welling up with tears. My mix of happy and outright shocked throw me into Phil's arms, right in the middle of his living room. Our living room.
"It's going to be alright Dan," Phil rubs my back slowly, calming me down.
"Thank you Phil..." I never thought, that day, kind of two days ago, when we met at the Manchester Eye, that this would happen.
~
The next day...
*Phil's POV*
There is one thing I'm completely sure of.
I am a terrible person.
However, Dan did say that he likes me, and that is an immense amount of relief.
I am still a terrible, very bad person.
What if it all backfires on me?
"Phil? Are you ready?" I hear Dan calling for me from the front room.
"Yes, just a minute." I call back. I take one last glimpse of myself in the mirror. A t-shirt with clouds on it and black skinny jeans. My usual attire.
As I make my was to the front room, I try to push all self-hating thoughts to the back of my mind. Dan smiles at me when I walk in.
"Shall we?"
"We shall."
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I'm sorry
it kinda sucks and it's kinda short and I'm sorry
but I'm trying
-hann
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"Forgotten Friendship" ~A Phanfic
FanfictionA tiny little concussion, and a tiny little lie.