Phan- You and Me (completed)

Chapter 11: Our imperfect perfection

Dan's POV

Put a X on your calendar, because this is the best day of my life. It was a crazy ride through the abyss of being in love and awaking love in someone else- and asked myself more than once if this was really worth the pain. In that moment, holding Phil in my arms was worth every second of it. Holding Phil in my arms and feeling his arms wrapping unsure around my waist was worth travelling through the shit we've been through. "I would always want you, Phil" I whispered.

I held him so close that it almost took my breath away. That enchanting stench was everywhere and I felt like sinking in it and staying there forever. I wanted this moment never to end. Phil's heartbeat was right next to mine. It was pretty fast, but who am I to talk? I felt all the pieces of my broken heart forcefully unite again, soothed by the flood that used to be my frozen dreams. The feelings I tried desperately to numb cherished inside my mind. Imagine a world without colours, just different shades of black. And now imagine a little painter with ten different buckets of colours,who decides to let the colours explode in this dull surroundings. Phil is my little painter. I can't believe that I'm that cheesy. But if you're as head over heels as I am, you'd be the same. If my life gets turned into a comic, my speech bubble would be decorated with little hearts and I'd probably puke a bouquet of roses at some point.

Before I could waste a moment about how I somehow managed to make being romantic sound weird, the realization hit me right in the face: This moment changed everything.                                                       My dystopia visions got replaced by ascenario I did not dare to dream about. All of my dreams....they could eventually come true! Okay, well technically it didn't change that much. We were still Dan and Phil, right? Dan and Phil with a little plus of romance and sexuality and a Dan who doesn't need to be cautious to let a "I love you" slip through his lips.

Phil's breath tickled the crook of my neck. He was breathing heavy,not daring to speak or move a centimetre. Neither did I, I wanted this perfect moment to stay, wanted to take every detail in and keepit in a jar to open on rainy days. It was perfect, in such a loveable imperfect way: Me with my old shirt and Hobbit hair and a fair notion of regret and alcohol in my system; him with dried tear paths on his flustered cheeks, the glasses he put on for reading the letter hanging slightly crooked on his nose and the letter that crackled quietly to our feet. We were nearer than ever before. This hug was perfect in a imperfect way, but in this moment, it communicated moresafety and content than any other gesture would have served. It was silent in the Lester household, except for our heartbeats that echoedlike a fucking drum solo; so loud that I fairly wondered if every member of this fucking town could hear them, too. "Dan?" Was his voice really this loud, or was it an illusion created by his closeness to my ear? "I think I'm in love with you, too" Hestated again, much louder than last time, as if he wanted to makesure that this situation was real.

The moment these words left his lips, a loud cheer could be heard coming from downstairs. "He said it! Hahah, you all owe me 10 bucks!" That was Phil's father. "Not so fast, old man, he said TOO, what indicates that Dan said it first!"     "That's cheating, Lucas already knew. I heard him and Phil talk about it!"       "Stop being so sneaky,auntie!" I swear I could hear Jace curse under his breath about his batshit crazy family behind the closed door. That batshit crazy,and half-deaf family. That's right, batshit crazy, and I'm a part of this madness. Truth be told, I love every second of it. I laughed into Phil's hair. "Everyone be quiet, we'll discuss this at breakfast before the two are up!"                                "We can hear you, you know?!"                                                                                                                                         Silence. Then, Evelyn raised her voice: "Aw, I'm so happy for you, Philly! Dan is a true dear! Only the best foryou two!"   "Thanks Mum ....." I tried my very best to contain my giggles, but this situation was hilarious. I could feel the heat radiating from my best friend's cheeks. "What's so funny?" he asked, pouting embarrassed.