Phan Oneshots

Yellow Love

Summary: The deal is to make bamf!Dan Howell want to date Nerd!Phil. But how can he go through with it when Dan's eyes are the colour of chocolate and he has a dimple that makes Phil's knees weak? He decides he can't go through with it because he's too afraid of falling in love before Dan ever will. With a Christmassy twist at the end!
Word Count: 7448
A/N: First of all I would very much like to thank my beta, @moonlitdan on tumblr for betaing this for me! I don't understand how she's better at english than i am considering its her second language, but ilysm Mey and you're a lifesaver. Secondly, as an admin of the Phanfiction Catalogue, we all decided to do our own little Secret Santa! So surprise, Nova ( @phanontour on tumblr )! I'm your secret santa and here is an entire 7k of complete and utter fluff. c: Ily, enjoy xoxo Translations of the French is after the story, if i translated wrong then im sorry cuz i only took four years of french so i had to look up a few words ^_^

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"I dare you to make Howell wanna date you."

Phil sputtered, nearly choking on his school lunch (a bland chicken sandwich with too much ketchup to actually taste nice); his airway closed off a bit around the food as he tried to dislodge it from his throat, gasping for air while his friends slammed their fists on his back to help. "Excuse me?" Phil asked once he could properly breathe again, squinting at Chris with a discerning look.

Chris rolled his eyes, taking a bite of a chip before throwing it at Phil, watching as it landed in his cup of peaches. "You heard me, loser. I dared you to make Daniel Howell want to date Philip Lester." He dragged out the names as if Phil was deaf, causing the latter to glare accusingly at his friend.

Ah yes, Dan Howell. He was something, wasn't he? With his pretty straight brown hair and his matching chocolate eyes that glinted in the light. He always wore a leather jacket to school, along with a different girl on his arm nearly every day. He threw those girls away nearly as fast as he smoked through a box of cigarettes. Supposedly, he was as mean as he looked.

And Chris wanted him to make Dan want to date him?

Phil was more of a book-guy rather than a people person, and could barely even talk to people without stuttering and making a fool out of himself. How the fuck would he talk to Dan when he couldn't even have a normal conversation with a non-threatening person?

"No way," Phil muttered, pursing his lips. He gained enough strength back to take one more bite of his chicken sandwich, chewing quizzically.

"If you don't then I'll tell Chance Monroe you like him."

Phil sputtered again, deciding right then that he was giving up on eating. "You wouldn't."

Chris raised his eyebrow, looking smug. "I wouldn't?" Phil knew with utmost absolution that his best friend probably would go through with his promise and sighed in defeat.

"Fine. But if it doesn't happen, then leave it alone. Dan probably wouldn't want to deal with someone as lame as me."

His best friend grinned triumphantly, and Phil knew he was fucked.

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Being the massive nerd he was, Phil's solace was the library, which just so happened to be where he worked in between classes. The smell of books and the gentle softness of the pages beneath his fingertips always made him feel relaxed, a cloud of nothing but fantasy and imagination.

The library was also the place where the one and only Dan Howell came to hide when he was bunking off class, hiding on the bean bag chair between two houseplants where he was nearly out of view. Phil always giggled a bit at the sight, leaning forward on the counter a bit as he took in the sight of the grown ass man trying to hide behind a tiny plant.