Locker 42 >> Phan

chapter 8

9:15 a.m.

I woke up to shouting downstairs, Dan no longer had his arms wrapped around me. I was alone in the room.

I swung my legs off and got up, listening to Dan and his mother arguing.

"Daniel, you are making the biggest mistake of your life." She snapped, causing Dan to groan in frustration.
"Can you just listen to what I'm trying to say?" He shouted, earning him a 'shhh' from his mother. "Shut up or you might wake up your little boyfriend!"

"Oh, but he wasn't little at all."

I could feel Dan smirking, and his mother's face full of horror. "Daniel James Howell!"

I heard Dan laugh, and his mom began lecturing him about how it's not okay to be in love with someone his gender. I rolled my eyes. Of course.

"Whatever mom, if you don't like it then you'll just have to deal with it. I'm happy. That is it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go wake up my boyfriend."

I hopped back into bed and shut my eyes, just as the door opened. I heard a sigh and the bed dent in next to me.
His lips land on my cheek, a small peck. Dan wraps his arma around my small waist and he nuzzles his head into my neck. "I love you, Phil Lester."

I pretended to yawn and flip so I can face him. "Good morning." I say, kissing his nose lightly. He just chuckled. "Good morning there, sweetheart."

He held me closer to him and I loved his warmth against me. I could just stay in that same position forever. I leaned in slowly for a kiss, making him smile.

Were we dating?

It was never official or stated.

"How did you sleep, beautiful?" Dan asks me, sitting up. I sat up as well. "I slept better than ever." I replied, leaning on his shoulder.

"Dan!" His mother shouted from downstairs. "I'll back no later than Monday. I left money on the counter."

And with that, we were alone in his room.

He grabbed my hand and we went downstairs, plopping on his couch, me on his lap. "What do you wanna do today?" He asked, kissing my forehead. I thought to myself.

Then it clicked.

"Rollercoasters!"

Dan looked at me as if I had just gone insane. "Phil, are you feeling alright?"
He lightly knocks on the side of my head. "Your brain seemed to stop working." He says, making himself laugh.

What loser did I fall in love with?

"But, Dan!"

"But, Phil!"

"Dan!"

"Phil!"

"Howell!"

"Lester!"

"Ew, no stop. My name is so cringe worthy." I say, scrunching up nose to the thought of my name. Dan stares at me, almost as if he was amused. "Phil, unless you would like to change your last name to Howell, I suggest you stop right there."

My cheeks were probably completely red at this point. There was surely no going back from this point on. I didn't know how to feel about that, but it was Dan, so if it's with him, I'm willing to try anything.

"Maybe." I say, looking him in the eye. He smiles warmly and presses our foreheads together. "I love you, Phil Lester."

I smile back, I guess it was my time to say it.

"I love you too, Dan Howell."

He gently placed his lips against mine, a soft and slow kiss. Fireworks were going off in my mind, and for the first time ever, I felt complete.

We pull away and I fall to his side, placing my head against his chest. I shut my eyes, knowing I was safe. I felt his arms snake around my waist and he sighed.

This is what I've always wanted.

This is what I've always needed.

Sadly, this moment was ruined.
Dan's father walked into the living room, a questioning look on his face. "Daniel?" He asks, Dan replying with, "Hmm?"

"Who is he?"

"My boyfriend."

I expect an angered look on his father's face but he smiles and extends his hand for me to shake it.
"What is your name, young man?" He questions, while I shake his hand.

"Phil Lester, sir." I answer, sitting up straight. "If you met my wife, I apologize. She's just surprised. She's okay with this, I promise." Dan's father says, looking ashamed of his wife's actions. I nod. "It's fine, Mr. Howell, it really is."

"I like you." He grins and walks off.
I look at Dan. "Your father is amazing." I say, hugging Dan. Dan chuckles and kisses my cheek. "Well, you are very adorable and lovable. Therefore, who can't love you?"

I shrug, causing him to laugh.
"What's so funny?" I ask, adjusting myself in a comfortable position on the couch. "Nothing."

I roll my eyes and hit him with a pillow. "You're such a loser." I mumble. Before I know it, he has a pillow in his hands and he's attacking me with it.

"No!" I shout, laughing and attempting to defend myself by hitting him in the face with my own pillow. He stands up and tosses his pillow to the side. "Do you have any place on your body that I can tickle?"

I shake my head quickly. "Nope, no where on my body. Nope, nope, nope."

Dan raises his eyesbrows. "Are you sure?" He asks, slowly making his way towards me. I hide my smile and nod, hoping he doesn't try to tickle me. "Please, Dan." I plead, knowing he would try anyway.

He sighs. "Alright, I suppose I can spare your life. Next time, however, is a different story. Anyway, come outside with me so I can grab the mail."

I hold my hands out. "Help me up, Howell." Dan grabs my hands and pulls me up. We walk towards the front door, hand in hand. I get this feeling that just makes me feel like I'm walking on clouds.

Dan slowly opens the door for me.

We both stare down at our locked hands before staring each other in the eyes and smiling. We're happy. Dan leads us out and shuts the door behind us.

"You know," Dan interrupts the silence. "I wouldn't mind waking up next to you everyday and walking out the door hand in hand. I love it, but I love you more."

"I love you so much." I say, crashing our lips together. And he's right. I wouldn't mind at all. Not a bit. I would do anything to wake up next to him every single morning for the rest of my life.

I love him.

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yes, much cute yet cringe worthy love lines aw. lmao alright thanksssss for reading ily x