What If Phan Is Real? (A Phanfiction) (Completed)

Chapter One- We're my OTP

Phil's POV

My bedroom door slams open and a body jumps on top of me. "PHIL! PHIL! PHIL!" Dan could be so childish at times. "Yes Dan?" He was sitting down bouncing on my chest. "WE NEED TO LEAVE FOR VIDCON TODAY! YAY! YAY! YAY!" Each time he said yay he would add a bounce, the more he bounced, the heavier he became. "Dan, that's great, you think you could jump off me so I can actually arrive to Vidcon alive?" Truth is, I didn't want him to get off but I knew he had to.

"Oh yeah.. sorry," His cheeks turned bright red as he stumbled off me. He stood looking at me waiting for me to get up. He was already dressed, he hadn't straightened his hair. It was still curly, I loved his natural hobbit hair! "Exit," I pointed to my door. He glanced at me as if to say 'why cant I stay?' I wasn't giving in though. I kept our glance until he finally gave in. "Ugh... FINE! Just make sure you wear this," He walked over to my wardrobe and threw my penguin t-shirt, what for some reason, he always made me wear.

"Why that one Dan?" He turned a shade of pink and mumbled something. "Dan, I don't speak gibberish! Speak up!"

"I SAID YOU LOOK FLIPPIN CUTE IN THAT T-SHIRT" He covered his mouth instantly and turned the bright red. "What did you just say Daniel James Howell?" He ran out, it was to hard to tell if he was crying or not so I just got changed. I was pretty sure I was going to wear this t-shirt for the rest of my life. After all, the boy who I am in love with, did just say I look 'flippin cute' in it. I got changed and fixed my hair. Dan still hadn't came out of his room yet so I decided to go across the hall and see him. I tried just going in but the door was locked.

"Dan?" I knocked repetitively at his door until he answered. "Dan?? Are you alive?"

"I don't know!" I heard Dan quietly say, his voice was croaky, he had been crying. "It's okay Dan, don't worry, we all say things we don't mean sometimes!" He opened the door and looked into my eyes. His eyes glistened with tears. "Why don't we go pack," I suggested, I couldn't bare to think of it anymore. "I'm packed, I'll help you if you want?" Dan was so kind even though I just made him cry!

"Yeah sure!" we packed up everything I needed, a few hoodies, a few pairs of jeans, a few t-shirts, clean underwear and our DS's. "And done!" I relieved as we finally managed to get my suitcase zip closed. "We are going for 5 days Phil, did you really need this much?" Dan giggled as he lay on my bed exhausted of trying to close the suitcase. "Yes actually I did!" I poked Dan's stomach and lay down next to him resting my head against my hands. We sat in a comfortable silence but my alarm interrupted it.

Dan had fallen asleep. "Dan, Dan wake up, we have to go now," He opened one eye and adjusted to the light. "Yeah yeah, okay I'm, up! Phil? Why don't you ever wake me up like I wake you up?" I never thought about that, why did I always wake him up calmly? "I don't know?" I stood up and placed one arm out in front of me to help him up, he gladly took my offer and walked into his own room. I grabbed my suitcase and dragged it into the hall. I slipped on my shoes as Dan unlocked the door. " You ready?" I nodded in reply and walked out the door with my suitcase dragging along behind me. "Are we meeting Chris and PJ?" I asked as Dan pressed the button for the lift. "Yes, we are going to theirs then making our way to the airport from there," I nodded again as we patiently waited for the lift.

"You know, we would have been downstairs if we had taken the steps Dan?" I starred at him while he pressed the ground floor button. "Yes but I would have been tired then!" I shook my head at the fact that Dan was turning very lazy. We stood their and Dan fixed his hair when he realised he forgot to straighten it. "SHIT PHIL!" He was panicking and I found it adorable but I can tell he was becoming freaked out. "Look Dan!" I grabbed him by the shoulders and calmed him down. "You admitted it and now its my turn. Your hobbit hair is cute and I love it!" I let go of him and we walked out the lift both bright red cheeks. "You mean that?"

"Of course I mean that you tool!" I giggled letting my tongue escape the corner of my mouth and Dan pointed it out. "Oh god Phil! That's adorable!" I hid my mouth but Dan pulled my hand away. He rang the taxi company and waited so we could go to Chris and PJ's. Dan just couldn't stop playing with his hair. "Dan if its that much of a problem, I have straighteners in my bag, you can straighten it when we get to Chris and PJ's, whatever way, you will be cute as ever!" I mumbled the last part of my sentence but I think Dan still understood it and turned red.