Amity (phan)

Chapter 4: Being honest with ourselves.

Word count: 2414

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I wake up the next morning and look at the body beside me; a brown mop of hair covering Dan's breathtaking face. Wait- did I just say Dan, my best friend, was a breathtaking view? No no no no, Phil. Get yourself together. You don't think about Dan in that way. You're straight, he's straight; that's how it is.

I sat up in my bed and rubbed the sleep away from my eyes. I panicked a bit when I heard sounds coming from downstairs, but I soon remembered that my parents had come home from work yesterday, deciding to spend the entire week with me. The fact that my parents were finally spending time with me, their son, excited me.

I grab my phone from my night table, 10:47. I scroll down my multiple feeds, waiting for Dan to wake up. After a few minutes of scrolling, I hear Dan shuffle beside me, before groaning and sitting up on the bed, looking down at me and laughing a bit.

"What?" I ask sheepishly. Dan smiles to himself before grabbing the double chin that had formed under my face because of the position I was sat in, and squishing it between his fingers. I furrow my eyebrows before bursting out in laughter. "Remember me to never sleep next to you again." I say before standing up from my bed and heading towards my closet. "Want a shirt?" I ask him as he stands up. He nods and mumbles a small "mhm" before I toss him one of my Blink-182 shirts.

We both head downstairs, entering the kitchen, and mumbling "morning" to my mum.

"Good morning boys! It's a bit late to be waking up, isn't it?" Both Dan and me groan at her comment. "Mum, it's Saturday." She chuckles softly before handing us both two plates, one for me and one for Dan I suppose, with scrambled eggs and ham, and some toast. We head towards the table and sit at the bar stools, mum shortly serving some orange juice in two cups and handing them to us.

"Alright boys, how are things with both of you? How's school? We haven't had a proper conversation lately, specially with you Dan! I haven't seen you in ages!" She shuffled a bit on her stool and smiled fondly at us. "Well, you know how it is. School, homework, tests, nothing much really." I say before eating some more of my toast. "Yeah, we're taking our GCSE's soon so we're studying for that as well." I mentally laugh at that comment. Study, hah, as if.

"Yeah? Ah, I remember when I went to school many many years ago and- Oh!" She is suddenly cut off by her phone vibrating next to her. "Sorry boys, I've got to take this, it's work." She smiles before leaving the room and picking up the phone call in another room. "Well, that was that." Says Dan before grabbing another bite from his toast. I mumble a short "mhm" before I continue eating.

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Mum was still on the phone when we finished eating our breakfast, so we decided to go back upstairs. Dan and I had barely talked, both still anxious about what had happened yesterday and unsure about how the other had felt and is feeling.

We enter my room and I close the door behind me, making sure to not look at Dan as I head towards my closet, picking an outfit for the day. I turn around and ask Dan if he wants to borrow some of my clothes, seeing as his were dirty from the party yesterday. He nods and I toss him a pair of trousers, some boxers, and a clean red t-shirt.

"I'll get changed in the toilet, so when you're done with getting dressed, just knock on the door and I'll come out."

I go inside the bathroom, and lock the door behind me. I get changed quickly and I soon hear a soft knock on the door, opening it and looking at Dan. My heart starts to flutter and I feel nervous all of sudden, and I suddenly find myself not being able to stop staring into his brown, almond-like eyes, and I suddenly feel an urge to kiss him softly on the lips. Obviously, I brush that thought off my shoulder as I remember he's my best friend and nothing more.