FINALLY

Nerves- Chapter 2

(A/N. I'm so super sorry for taking so long to write this chapter, I've been soo busy with school and I genuinely had writers block hahaha, hopefully the next chapter wont take so long to upload!)

Dan's P.O.V

As I sat with my earphones in, I blocked out my surroundings and tried to focus on my heartbeat. I would never let Phil know how nervous I was, this first time meeting him. I thought about how..good I had felt talking to him over these past few months. I mean...I've been a fan of his videos for as long as I can remember, and the fact that he finally noticed me, and most importantly wanted to be my friend...was just incredible. Me, an articulate 19 year old nerd, friends with a popular YouTuber? The thought seems almost uncanny. But it felt good. And by good...I mean good. Like, I'm pretty sure I felt something other than friendship towards Phil, but I was almost positive I wasn't gay. Or aren't. I don't know. Stop interrogating me.

As the train pulled into the station, my heartbeat got faster and my palms moistened. I tried to ignore this nervous feeling, and I didn't fancy having a panic attack in the middle of a crowded train when I'm about to meet someone for the first time. That wouldn't be a great first impression.

When I stepped off the train, the first thing I did was take in a massive breath of fresh air. Believe me, I needed it. As I felt my nerves die down a little, I began to look for my dark haired, floppy-fringed internet friend. I peered over a sea of heads, I couldn't yet spot him. I looked at my watch; 12:48. I was approximately 12 minutes early, so I walked around the platform in hopes of finding a nearby coffee shop and stumbled upon a Starbucks. I bought the strongest coffee I could buy, as I'm not normally out of bed until at least 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and if I didn't buy this coffee I probably would embarrass myself by walking straight into a lamp post, being so sleep deprived that I genuinely space out and end up in A&E and become a social outcast. Anyway.

I slowly and nervously made my way to where I was supposed to be meeting Phil, only to get there and be instantly gob-smacked. There he was. Stood there, earphones in, wearing a bright yellow t-shirt and black skinny jeans and staring lazily in the opposite direction and fiddling with his jet black hair. I honestly couldn't even begin to comprehend my emotions at this moment. My heart was racing under my "Is my black shirt black enough" shirt, and I suddenly felt scared..in a good way, of course. He was just so beautiful. I stood there motionless, trying to think of a good way to greet Phil. I was too late of course, he had spotted me and begun to walk over.

"Shit, shit, shit," I thought, I was going to embarrass myself, I just was.

"Dan? Daaaan?" Phil was now waving his hand in front of my face, and I blinked, probably with a look of stupidity and pure shock on my face.

"Uuuuhhh....PHIL!" I exclaimed suddenly, and Phil seemed to jump slightly, before laughing. His laugh was like sunshine, he smiled from eye to eye and it warmed my body up, and before too long I was laughing too. We probably looked like a pair of morons, standing in the middle of a train station platform laughing like idiots, but it felt good. Way too good. Phil hugged me when we had finished laughing, and I took a second to breath in his scent. Like..bananas, and vanilla. It was odd, but I'm sure it was a scent that I would get used to very easily.