3 weeks later
Dan's P.O.V.
It was a lovely day. The sub shone brightly, the win was calm, all was peaceful. Too peaceful. Something is bound to rue it.
Just then I heard a knock on the door. Knock, knock.
Who could possibly be at the door? We only have, like, 4 friends who we saw earlier this week in Manchester.
"Dan, could you answer that? I'm finishing my video editing!" Damn you Phil. You know in awkward around strange people.
I end up answering the door anyways. Remember when I said something was "bound to rue the day"? Something (or should I say SOMEONE) did. I open the door to see a nervous looking bastard (aka my mum). "Uh, hello dear. Long time no see, eh?" I just gawk at her. Why is she back?
"Phi-il? Could y-you be a dear and make some tea? I don't think I can do it myself..." Or I will throw the boiling hot water on Mum...... "Come, sit on the couch," I say awkwardly. I want to slam the door in your face right about now...
"Th-thanks. I guess your wondering why I'm back; well, I wanted to tell you, dan, that I am in rehab. I also want to say that I am so, so sincere in what I am about to say." Sure you are, like all the other times you were sincere with your unrequired punishments. "I'm so, so deeply sorry about what I've done to you. I found out by some sources that you used to, erm, uh 'add' to my um beat-"
"Mum I don't want to talk about this right now. I-I'm not ready." I'm extremely ready to punch you. Phil better get here with the tea soon, or I'm going to LOSE. IT.
"I think you are extremely ready." Dammit, mind reader. "Dan, I understand that you don't want to be near me, but you still are my son. And I may not have shown it back then, but I am now: I truly do love you and I want my son back. Not to live with me, no, you can continue your life here, but I just want you to know, I have literally watched every single one of your videos, and you really are not on fire," she said with a hopeful wink. STOP. WITH. THE. PUNS.
"Mum, I-I love you too, but it will take a while to forgive you for that. I just have one request: please stop with the lame puns, I already live with Phil."
She chuckles. "I've noticed. Can I-may I- have a hug?" She said, almost too hopefully, but I obliged. This is a strange feeling... My mum has NEVER hugged me.
"Thanks for the tea Phil. It's lovely." Suck up mum.
"Ya, Phil. Thanks."
"Welcome. Any time. And I see you two have made up?" Almost but not quite.
"Ya, we would have to eventually, so we did now." Mum is... Is that a SMILE on her face?? It's-it's beautiful on her.
"Thanks, son. I love your smile, too." Dammit, how do I keep thinking out loud??
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Phil's P.O.V.
We were walking through the park, just watching the children laugh and play. I'd like to have children someday, so I can teach them how to express themselves for who they are, not who others say they are. "Dan, I have a serious question. Are you thinking what I'm thinking? 1,2,3!!!!!! SWINGS!!!" We raced to them an jumped on them, getting some strange looks from some old ladies but not caring at all. This is sooo fun. Perfect time for... "Dan, ok serious now. Do you think we could ever, oh I don't know, have some.... K-kids?" I asked, trailing off at "have some". Please say yes, please say yes, PLEASE SAY YES.
"Maybe. We'll see about it." YESSS
"O-ok."
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A/N
Ok so a little bit cheesy but I had to put some kind of thing in there. On the bright side, I have some news. I am writing this at 1:39 in the morning, and that is supposed to prove how much I care about this book and you guys. Just remember: if you ever feel like nobody loves you, just know that I do. <3
(Btw, the reason the chapter is called "conflict" is because the mum came back. You will find out why in the next 5-6 chapters..."
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