I'll Never Give Up On Us, I Promise (A Phanfic)

Prologue

Where was Phil? It was 2:45am and he still wasn't home yet. He had been going to a lot of random parties lately, coming home drunk at 2:00am. It was so unlike him. I'd stay up until the wee hours of the morning (although I'd do that no matter what, anyway) worrying about him.  

2:50am. I was really worried. I cared about Phil so much. As cleché as it sounds, he is my everything. My reason to get up in the morning, my inspiration. I just wanted him to come home, so that I'd know he was okay. To see those beautiful blue eyes of his. 

2:55am. I grabbed my cellphone from off the coffee table in front of me and dialed Phil's number. Ring ring ring... "C'mon Phil, pick up the phone." I mumbled to myself. Ring ring ring. "Sorry I can't come to the phone right now. Leave a message after the rawr. Raawrr" I sighed in frustration and hung up. 

I heard a click followed by footsteps. I looked up to find a slightly intoxicated Phil standing in the doorway. Usually I'd say nothing. Usually, I'd just wave to him and go to my room. But that day was the last straw. I had had it. "Phil! What took you so long? I was worried sick!" I exclaimed, standing up. Phil walked towards me. 

"I was at a bar and-" he started, but I cut him off. "A bar, Phil? That's so unlike you! What's gotten into you lately? I've had it with you coming home so late." Phil took a step closer to me. "What's it to you anyway, Dan?" He asked. You could hear the anger building in his voice. He looked up at me sternly. "I've been worried! Do you realize how dangerous it is to be walking around downtown London at this time of morning, especially alone? You're not like this. Why have you been drinking and going to parties anyway?" I started raising my voice. 

"Dan, I'm a 26 year old man. I can take care of myself for goodness sakes. And I can drink and party if I want. I've been doing it to have fun. Why else do people do that? Dan, you're making this way worse than it is." He was shouting now. "No I'm not Phil! Like I said, I am worried about something happening to you, whether it be that you get murdered or drink way too much. I care about you!" I was shouting now too. 

"Why do you care so much, anyway?" 

"Because, Phil!" 

"Because why?" 

"Because I love you and I want you to be safe!" It had slipped out before I could even think about what I was saying. Shit, I had just basically proclaimed my love to Phil. I never wanted him to know, I didn't want our friendship to be ruined. I was so stupid. 

"You what?" He asked, his voice calmer. I was looking everywhere but his eyes. This was the only time I didn't want to see them. "I ugh..." I started. "Did you say you love me?" Phil asked. I didn't answer. "Dan." He whispered, gently placing his hand under my chin to make it so that I was looking at him. I didn't want to lose him. He obviously didn't love me back, why would he?  

He must've thought I was a freak. He wouldn't want to be friends with me after that. A tear escaped my eye and I felt it slowly roll down my cheek. "Y-yes. I said I l-love you." I said between sobs. "Why are you crying?" He asked. He sounded concerned. Why was he still here? I thought he'd kick me out by now. 

"I know y-you don't feel the same and you m-must think I'm weird for l-loving you and so this is g-gonna ruin our friendship and I just don't want that to happen." I choked. "Why would you think I wouldn't like you back?" He asked, removing his hand from under my chin. "Because I'm not as smart as you, I'm not good-looking, I'm not creative or half as funny as you are." I said.  

He smiled. "Well you're wrong. I do like you Dan, I really like you." His voice got more serious. "I just never thought you'd feel the same." 

"Well I do" I said. "I know now." Phil replied. "I'm sorry about worrying you and coming home late and all that stuff. I won't do it again, I promise." I smiled. I was so relieved, I couldn't be happier. The man I loved loved me back. He always had, I just never knew it. All I wanted to know now, was the real reason why he went to the bars and parties because it sure wasn't just to have fun. But we could talk about that later. Right now was our time.