Dan and Phil Oneshots / Imagines

Coming Out

I can't believe Dan dragged me into this. He knows I don't like parties, especially ones that are set up by Alfie. It's not that I don't like Alfie, it's just that his parties are always really wild. A little too wild, if I may add. I turned around and saw a couch that was empty and sat down. A girl walked by and I saw her wink but I stayed still. I don't know if I'm straight or not and all these parties aren't helping, but Dan doesn't know that. He's gonna have to find out sooner or later though, and I'm not sure I'm ready.
A few minutes later he came back with two drinks in his hands and handed me one. He sat down next to me and my heart skipped a beat. His fringe was messed up so I moved it for him. "Hey, Phil! Why aren't you having fun?" I looked at him. "What do you mean? I am having fun! Woo." I said sarcastically. He looked down and giggled and I smiled. I got up to go to the bathroom. "Where are you going?" "The bathroom, I'll be right back stay here." I responded. "What?" I went back to repeat it so he could here me. "I'm just going to the bathroom. I'll be right back stay here." "Oh okay. Want me to hold your drink?" He asked. Such a gentleman. "Sure, thank you." I smiled and he nodded. I checked the time and saw it was an hour till midnight. This was a New Years Eve party and I though about how I didn't have a New Years Kiss. I instantly got sad as I thought of how Dan probably already has one and once again I'll be the only one without a New Years Kiss. I went into the bathroom, walked into
a stall and as I closed the door, the tears streamed down my cheeks.
((A/N: IT PHYSICALLY HURT TO WRITE THIS)) I turned around and slid down the door and just cried for about half an hour just thinking about everything that happened in the past year: all the breakups, all the breakdowns, all the haters, and the one person who's been there with me through it all; Dan. I calmed myself down and got up to leave. As I opened the stall door Dan busted in and he look worried. My eyes widened as I realised that if he saw me crying he would ask me why, then I'd have to tell him I was thinking about how he was there for me for everything that happened, then he'd ask why I was crying about that, then I'd have to tell him that I love him--wait...I-I love him. As that dawned on me I stopped moving. I couldn't feel my arms and my legs were numb.
Then all of a sudden, everything went black
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