The I In Lie [Phan]

Chapter Two

CHAPTER TWO
Phil's eyes fluttered open and he rolled onto his back, staring at the ceiling.  He really didn't want to see Dan right now.  Or at all.  It was too painful.  He didn't want to be reminded of what he couldn't have.
"I have to get over him," he mumbled, rubbing his eyes sleepily.
He slowly stumbled out of bed, digging around in his drawer for a pair of socks.  He pulled them on, asking sure they covered his scars, before wandering out of his bedroom.
'Maybe Dan won't be up yet,' he thought to himself.
But, of course, Dan was sitting on the couch, staring blankly at the wall.
"Morning," mumbled Phil as he tried desperately to sneak past Dan into the kitchen without conversation.
"Phil!" Dan exclaimed, stumbling to his feet. "Hi.  Hello.  How are you?  Are you feeling well?  Are you okay?  Are you okay‽"
"Um...I'm good, I guess," Phil furrowed his eyebrows. "Just kind of tired.  Why?  Are you okay?"
Dan tightly wrapped his arms around his best friend.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Dan mumbled.
"What's this about, Dan?" Phil murmured.
He couldn't know, could he?
"Phil," sighed Dan. "I-I saw the cuts on your ankles..."
Phil sighed, burying his face in his friend's shoulder.
"I'm sorry," he muttered, tears stinging his eyes.
"Don't apologize," Dan ran his fingers through Phil's hair, causing the older boy to shudder. "I just want to know why.  Why would you do this to yourself?  There are so many people who love you-myself included.  You're my best friend.  You've been here for me for years and I can't imagine my life without you.  You honestly are the most amazing person I've ever met."
"Was that a pun?" Phil asked, in an attempt to dodge the question.
"I don't think now's the time," frowned Dan.
"I-I would rather not talk about it right now," admitted Phil, sniffling slightly.
Dan nodded in understanding. "Okay.  We don't have to.  But if you're ever feeling like doing this again, you come talk to me right away, okay?"
Phil nodded. "Okay."
"What do you want to do today?" Dan asked, pulling away from the hug and holding Phil at arms length.
Phil shrugged. "I dunno.  I didn't have any plans."
"Well then let's make plans," grinned Dan.
"We?  I thought you were going back to Astrid's place-"
"You're more important right now," Dan interrupted. "Your safety is more important than planning my wedding."
Guilt filled Phil's stomach.  Yet the fact that Dan still found him so important made a small smile flicker across his face.
"So, any ideas?" Dan asked as he poured cereal into a bowl.
"Could we just hang out here and watch anime?" Phil asked. "Like we used to."
Dan nodded. "We can do anything you want."
~*~*
"I miss hanging out with you like this," Phil admitted.
"Me too," Dan agreed. "I'm sorry I've been so busy lately."
"It's okay," Phil smiled. "I mean, I'd be busy too if I were planning my wedding."
"Speaking of which, we need to know what size suit you wear, so we can order the best man suit," Dan stated.
"You haven't even asked me to be your best man yet," Phil chuckled.
Dan furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
"Oh Shit," he whispered. "I forgot to ask you."
Phil rolled his eyes. "You're a dork."
"Well, in all honesty, you should've known you were the best man anyways," smiled Dan.
"I kind of thought you wanted your brother to be the best man," admitted Phil.
"Now, Phil, don't be silly," Dan giggled.