Drunk - A Phanfiction

Thoughts and Feelings

Dan's POV

Did Phil just... Kiss me? Did he literally just... Kiss me? It's not like I didn't love it. I did. I really, really did. I'm just wondering... Why? He doesn't like me. Does he?

I glance over to my phone, wondering whether I should pick it up or not. I know what will be on there; one way or another, the events of last night will be leaked.

Deciding to look, I pick my phone up and go on Twitter. It's everywhere. Someone must have filmed it or something, but that video is literally everywhere.

People are saying stuff about it, too. Mostly, it's those crazy Phangirls that have shipped us for multiple years, whilst stalking us on the Internet. Yay.

The others are all just sly trolls that don't know what to do with their life so they sit behind their computer screen being little homophobic idiots.

I decide to close the laptop and take a morning jog through the fresh park at this very early hour.

Ha. No. I'm going to see if I can have a few more hours of sleep. In my bed. I can't deal with being in Phil's for any longer.

I walk to my bedroom, get ready and go to sleep.

Phil's POV

I just kissed Dan. I just kissed Dan? I just kissed Dan! I just kissed... Dan...

WHAT IS HAPPENING? I love this man so much and I can't go without him for any longer. Why don't I just tell him what he said? Tell him my feelings back? No. Yes. No. YES!

I pace up and down the living room, thinking about my feelings for this wonderful man in my life. Why am I thinking like this? I'm not gay. Am I?

I can't go through my entire life liking girls, then this! Maybe I'm bisexual. No matter what, Dan is the person I want in my life. The person I want to grow old with. The person I want to... Die with.

I, Phillip Michael Lestser, love Daniel James Howell.